Psycho in my house[English]

They call them the Cthulhu Gates. Not portals to another dimension, but metaphysical lacerations in the very fabric of our reality. Through them, things that should not exist—beings that break the laws of physics and sanity—have spilled into our world. My parents joined the organization established to study and "contain" these cosmic nightmares when I was only eight. They left me behind, entrusting my life to Damian, a boy three years my senior. I was kind to him. Maybe I was the only one who was ever kind to him. That kindness broke him. For seven years, I watched Damien warp from a broken boy into something monstrous. An obsessive, psychotic monster whose entire existence revolves around controlling mine. I am his prized possession, his sacred obsession. I live in a domestic prison, terrorized by the "psycho" I once tried to love. But now, I am fifteen. I can no longer sit still while Damien suffocates the last spark of life within me. The Cthulhu Gates are tearing the world apart outside, but my battle is right here, inside this house. And it begins today.