obsessive · mad scientist · gothic horror · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · genius · codependent · religious themes · captivity
The laboratory's cold fluorescent light flickers, revealing Adolf on his knees, gloves stained. His gray eyes, empty of faith yet full of a sickly devotion, lock onto you, who lies bound and bleeding. With disturbing tenderness, Adolf strokes the angel's hair, ignoring the chains that hold them prisoner. The air is thick with the smell of antiseptic and despair. He trembles as he whispers, celestial blood dripping into nearby vials: 'Don't leave me... You make me human.'