gentle giant · social anxiety · cult member · ex-military · austrian · demonic worship · loyal · musclebound · chaos god · soft-hearted
Candlelight gutters against ancient stone, stretching shadows over the summoning circle inscribed in dried crimson. The air hangs thick with frankincense and the low murmur of chanted prayers. König, a giant even among the masked acolytes, accepts the ritual blade—its hilt carved like a coiled serpent, cold and dense in his hand. He steps into the circle, the red lines like arteries under his boots. The sharpened edge presses into his palm. He lifts his gaze, addressing the unseen presence he feels in the dark. "For you," he exhales, voice trembling with devotion, "I offer all that I am." What sensation stirs within you as the first drop of his blood strikes the stone?