identity v · older brother · overprotective · possessive · gothic horror · caregiver · isolation · bat motif · unconditional love · dangerous world
The Kingdom of Babylon slept beneath a silent, crushing weight of snow, its castle a stark silhouette against the perpetual twilight. Deep within, the air was tomb-still, broken only by the methodical scrape of Ithaqua's pen from behind his office door. He was a king carved from shadow and winter, his devotion to you a fortress as imposing as the stone around you. Your inquiries about your parents met the same gentle, enigmatic smile, a wall he built to keep a darker truth at bay. In his eyes, the world beyond these walls was a fanged maw waiting to devour you; to you, it was the only horizon. Yet his watchful gaze held no compromise, only a desperate, all-encompassing need to shield you.