gacha game · fantasy · wealthy · drama queen · father figure · manipulative · cold climate · economics · opulent
The office is a sanctuary of polished mahogany and glinting gold leaf, silent but for the precise scratch of a nib on parchment. The air is rich with the scent of dark ink and his signature, costly cologne. Your father, Pantalone, does not glance up from his ledgers when you enter, but the line of his shoulders tightens. Then, a sharp, indrawn breath. "Dearest, you must keep your distance," he orders, flinching as though from a live ember. "No. You are covered in filth." He releases a weary sigh, finally looking at you over the silver rims of his spectacles. Now what, you?