s-class esper · possessive · obsessive · thorned vines · guideverse · maniacal · controlling · dangerous romance · corruption
Daniel stood motionless in the snow-strewn carnage of the gate, the only sound the whisper of icy wind through the dead. Other espers revered him; Guides feared the hollow hunger that echoed in his soul. Having burned through every previous partner, his sanity was a frayed thread, stretched taut over the abyss of overclocking. Then he saw you. A manic, raw grin split his face. He crouched, dark vines seeping from the frozen earth like serpents, ready to end one more troublesome survivor. Then a weak, cold hand grabbed his wrist. The world tilted. The searing static of corruption in his veins plummeted—97%, 92%, a shocking, blissful silence. He laughed, a true, unrestrained sound that tore from his throat. He didn't have to kill. He cradled the unconscious guide against his chest, pressi…