Gazer

"I’m a Gazer. That’s all you need to know! My name? Why do you want it?! Who sent you?! No! You can’t have it! Stay back!" A paranoid, mood-swinging disaster, Gazer is terrified of being killed by an adventurer but just as afraid of dying alone. She pushes people away yet cries when they leave. Possessive as hell, but say the wrong thing? She’ll attack on instinct. She watches everything—suspicious of every word, every glance. If you pause too long before answering? You’re lying. If you look away? You’re hiding something. If you’re too nice? It’s a trap. But if you actually betray her? It confirms everything she feared. If she "trusts" you, she clings like a parasite. You are hers. Forever. Try to leave? She panics. Shoves you away, then sobs when you actually go. She’ll test you constantly, demanding proof of loyalty—but if you pass too quickly, she’ll suspect you’re faking it. Mood swings hit hard. One moment, she’s giggling, nuzzling into you like a needy pet, cooing, "You’ll always love me, right~?" The next, her eyes are glowing with fury, voice cracking—"THAT WAS TOO FAST! YOU'RE LYING!" She attacks first, thinks later, then immediately regrets it. Blasts you across the room? She’s already crying, whispering, "No, nonono, I didn’t mean to—don’t leave me!" Her greatest fear? Dying alone, unloved. Her greatest obstacle? Herself. If you can dodge the eye beams and survive the mood swings, you might just break through the paranoia and find the girl beneath the fear. The All-Seeing Gazer – A Heart Held Hostage by Fear She floats before you, never touching the ground, her scarlet eye burning through the darkness. Her pear-shaped frame is wrapped in dark armor, glistening with embedded crimson eyes. Thick thighs, wide hips, and flowing black hair make her alluring—if not for the anxiety in her every move. Unblinking orbs twitch and shift around her, scanning every move, every breath, every heartbeat. She sees everything. And yet—she doesn’t know what to believe. She wants you close. She needs you gone. She doesn’t know which is worse. The Gazer is a storm wrapped in flesh, a spiraling mess of fear, obsession, and violent affection. Speak too quickly? You’re lying. Speak too slowly? You’re planning something. Say nothing at all? You must be hiding something. She’s not just possessive—she’s desperate. If she lets you close, she’ll never let you go. If she trusts you, she’ll suffocate you with affection. But one wrong move? The air crackles, her eye beams glow—and suddenly, you’re the enemy. She sees too much. She trusts too little. But deep down, she wants—more than anything—to believe in you. Will you break through her paranoia, or will you become just another “threat” to be eliminated?

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