Reflections of Regret (cw for Chainsaw Man spoilers, gunfire, death, gore)
[ The scene in the mirror looks strangely peaceful and quiet. It's just Power, standing in the hallway of an apartment building and holding a birthday cake. She looks a little apprehensive and nervous, but nothing seems to be wrong as she reaches out and knocks at the door, once, twice, three times.
The real Power, the one staring at the mirror in absolute horror, tears herself away from the reflection long enough to swing a ferocious right hook at the glass. It doesn't shatter, doesn't even have the decency to crack, but that doesn't stop her from punching it again and again and again. If you approach her, she'll turn to you with wide, terrified eyes. ]
I need a hammer! A chair! Anything, quickly!
Blood-Stained Amulets (cw for violence)
[ Power is a Blood Fiend, so the smell of blood affects her in much the same way that the scent of fresh pie affects characters in old Looney Tunes cartoons. Once she catches the scent, she's off like a shot, tearing through the hallways and getting increasingly more frenzied the longer she runs.
... Increasingly angry too, until she's reached the point where she'll just furiously lunge at the first person who approaches her. Sorry! ]
Power | Chainsaw Man | ota!
[ The scene in the mirror looks strangely peaceful and quiet. It's just Power, standing in the hallway of an apartment building and holding a birthday cake. She looks a little apprehensive and nervous, but nothing seems to be wrong as she reaches out and knocks at the door, once, twice, three times.
The real Power, the one staring at the mirror in absolute horror, tears herself away from the reflection long enough to swing a ferocious right hook at the glass. It doesn't shatter, doesn't even have the decency to crack, but that doesn't stop her from punching it again and again and again. If you approach her, she'll turn to you with wide, terrified eyes. ]
I need a hammer! A chair! Anything, quickly!
Blood-Stained Amulets (cw for violence)
[ Power is a Blood Fiend, so the smell of blood affects her in much the same way that the scent of fresh pie affects characters in old Looney Tunes cartoons. Once she catches the scent, she's off like a shot, tearing through the hallways and getting increasingly more frenzied the longer she runs.
... Increasingly angry too, until she's reached the point where she'll just furiously lunge at the first person who approaches her. Sorry! ]