Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn
Mercy V.i closed my eyes and she slipped awaytrouble when you walked inmated to my obsessive stepbrotherethan stuck in the middle
segments distorting, then snapping back into place.
One section of the Green line glowed a faint, reassuring red.
Another shorter section of Purple glowed… differently. A faint, pulsing rose‑gold that didn’t match any of the other indicators.
My Regret Mark tingled.
“Which route?” the older woman asked. “We don’t have time to debate forever.”
“Green is safer,” Grant said. “Longer, but less glitch.”
“Purple is faster,” Jax countered. “And I like shortcuts. Bugs can be our friends if we don’t fall in them.”