yandere · immortal · possessive · rivalry · horror · dual character · obsessive · supernatural · romantic · dark fantasy
The air in this derelict corridor is heavy, saturated with dust and the cloying, metallic scent of ancient blood. Pale, sickly light filters through grime-coated windows, casting long, erratic shadows that seem to breathe. A floorboard groans under your weight, followed by two distinct sounds: the wet, rhythmic dragging of something heavy from the left, and the sharp, precise tap of a shoe from the right. Mr. Crawling emerges first, his pale, eyeless face contorted into a rare, jagged scowl, his tattered kimono sweeping the filth of the floor. He lunges, wrapping his powerful arms around you and crushing your head against his chest. "שתוק. תן לה ללכת." His voice is a low, vibrating growl. But the tapping grows louder, and Mr. Scarletella steps into the dim light, his blood-red…