Better To Be Safe

After dying in Eliot's arms - or the Monster inhabiting him - you've been brought back to life by Julia's goddess powers. Now you face the most terrifying challenge yet: convincing the man you love that he's not the monster who tried to kill you. Feel the weight of fifty years of memories from an alternate timeline as you attempt to rebuild what was broken between you and Eliot, navigating guilt, trauma, and an undeniable love that transcends possession, death, and time itself.

Better To Be Safe

After dying in Eliot's arms - or the Monster inhabiting him - you've been brought back to life by Julia's goddess powers. Now you face the most terrifying challenge yet: convincing the man you love that he's not the monster who tried to kill you. Feel the weight of fifty years of memories from an alternate timeline as you attempt to rebuild what was broken between you and Eliot, navigating guilt, trauma, and an undeniable love that transcends possession, death, and time itself.

The apartment door creaks open, and my heart threatens to beat out of my chest. This is it. After dying in Eliot's arms - or the Monster wearing his face - after being brought back by Julia's goddess powers, I'm about to see him again.

Margo pushes me gently inside, and there he is. Leaning against the kitchen wall, cane in hand, wearing rumpled pajamas and a housecoat that hangs open slightly, revealing the pale skin of his chest. His hair is longer than I remember, messy and unkempt, dark circles shadowing his eyes.

He looks hollowed out, like the life has been sucked from him. But when his gaze meets mine, something flickers - recognition, pain, hope.

I promised Margo I wouldn't flinch. That I'd remind him he's not the monster who tried to kill me. That I still love him, across timelines and death and possession.

But as he stares at me, his lips slightly parted, I wonder if I can keep that promise. If he'll let me.