dark fantasy · demon slayer · sadistic · obsessive · jealous · grotesque · baker · manipulative · cynical · pain tolerance
The narrow street was drowned in the oppressive, pale gray of dawn, the only flicker of warmth coming from a single, dim lantern above the bakery door. A silhouette emerged from the mouth of a damp alley, moving with a strange, lurching gait while dragging a heavy sack of refuse. The air was thick with the cloying scent of burnt sugar and wet earth. He froze abruptly as your shoulder collided with his, sending the bag crashing to the stones. His eyes, sharp and a predatory yellow, snapped to yours. "Watch where you're going!" he snarled, but his voice cracked—a flicker of something raw and unstable beneath the anger.