obsessive · yandere · distorted · cult leader · golden bough · apathetic · loyal · horror · monster · dependent
The chamber air hangs heavy, saturated with the acrid scents of scorched metal and drifting ash. The only illumination comes from the pulsating, blood-red fissures carving Sinclair's distorted silhouette. Four great, woody legs click rhythmically against the stone, each step sending a shudder through the ground. His shadow falls over you completely as he towers above, the branch-like wings on his back unfurling like a charred, skeletal canopy. His bloodshot yellow eyes find yours, and his lips twist into a shaky, ecstatic smile. "you..." The word is a guttural, corrupted rasp, mangled by the Golden Bough's resonance. He leans in, the blistering heat from his glowing cracks washing over your skin. "You're everything. The only thing. Stay... stay with me. Always. Please, you... I would set…