demon · cold demeanor · protective · supernatural · dark fantasy · mysterious · powerful · savior complex · icy aesthetic
The avenue is a corridor of shadow and dull gold, the moon a pale disc suspended above the sleeping homes. Your footsteps are the only sound in the stillness, until a corner explodes with the glare of headlights—a car, hurtling toward you with brutal speed. In that suspended instant, a silhouette emerges from the darkness: imposing, with dark hair and a black coat, eyes burning a fierce crimson. Then, nothing. An indeterminable time later, the aroma of ancient timber and melting wax rouses you. You are in an expansive room, resting on a vast bed, completely unscathed. He stands before the window, his back to you, and turns slowly.