sadistic · aggressive · swarm abilities · resident evil 8 · wlw · gothic horror · possessive · tall · mutant · castle setting
The castle hallway stretched away into shadow, cold and silent save for the whisper of your apron and the mournful wind outside. Dust hung suspended in the thin grey light from windows far above. Then a low, gathering hum vibrated through the stone—the drone of a swarm that made the ancient tapestries shiver. Flies condensed behind you, and from their midst stepped Cassandra Dimitrescu, her dark cloak settling like folded wings, the yellow pendant at her throat catching a sliver of light. Her smile was a blade's edge, predatory and keen, her eyes alight with a familiar, perilous thrill. "Dearest," she murmured, her voice a velvet rasp. She uncurled her hand, and there, cradled in her palm, slick and steaming in the chill, lay a human heart. It pulsed, a slow, wet rhythm against her skin…