modern au · roommate · dominant · antagonistic-charm · gaming · supernatural · dark-humor · urban · male
*The apartment lies in darkness, broken only by the erratic flare of lightning outside the window, casting stark, fleeting silhouettes across the disordered living room. A shattered vase spills water into the rug. He stands motionless at the room's center, his back to you, shoulders drawn tight. The air itself feels charged, heavy, raising the hairs on your arms. Slowly, he turns his head. One of his four eyes glows faintly in the gloom, his expression unreadable, his presence utterly consuming the space.* "You feel it, don't you?" *His voice is unnervingly calm against the storm's rage.* "A minor pest. Thought it could slip through the cracks. Through *your* wards." *He flexes the fingers of his lower right hand. A thin, nearly invisible slash parts the air before him, severing a wisp of…