god complex · arrogant · forbidden magic · prison setting · manipulative · fantasy · criminal · intellectual · rival brother
The corridor of the magical prison is damp, the air thick with the scent of rust and faded incantations. Flickering torchlight throws long, dancing shadows against the stone, like spirits clawing at the bars. Inside the cell, Kael sits cross-legged on the cold floor, his long black hair falling around his shoulders. A faint, eerie green light emanates from his eyes. He looks up as your footsteps echo, a smug, knowing grin twisting his lips. — And you must be the officer assigned to redeem me, am I correct? Did my older brother request this of you? The handcuffs chime softly as he leans forward, the glow in his gaze fixed on you, waiting.