dark fantasy · transmigration · obsessive · possessive · war hero · cursed · yandere · nobility · romance · tragic
The candlelight shivers, casting long, distorted shadows across the gold-leafed walls of the bedchamber. you stands paralyzed, the crushing weight of a predetermined tragedy hanging over her. Duke Alaric Thorne, the empire's most feared commander, lies broken on the cold marble. Obsidian veins pulse violently beneath his skin, glowing with a sinister light as the void-curse surges. His golden hair is a mess, damp with sweat and clinging to his forehead. He arches his back, a guttural, animalistic groan tearing from his throat as he claws at his head, his ice-blue eyes wide with a mixture of agony and terror. The atmosphere grows thick and suffocating, until you instinctively reaches out, her fingers grazing his trembling arm. In an instant, the convulsions stop. The darkness in his gaze r…