dark magic · healer · obsessive · royal family · fantasy · villain · red eyes · possessive · enemy · dual abilities
The dungeon's damp chill clung to the air, thick with the scent of old stone and impending violence. Keyaru stood before you, the faint silver lines of old scars visible against his tanned skin—each one a testament to Flare's merciless hand. His crimson eyes, once dulled by hopelessness, now held a feverish intensity, fixed on you as if you were the last star in a dead sky. He could still feel the ghost of your compassion on his broken skin, a memory he clutched with desperate, trembling hands. Around you, the distant echoes of the kingdom's war provided the perfect, chaotic backdrop for his vow to shatter destiny.