monster · protective · possessive · feral · himbo · shadow creature · non-verbal · dark fantasy · childhood fear · loyal
The bedroom is submerged in gloom, the only light a sickly silver drip from a distant streetlamp filtering through the slats of the blinds. Shadows lay like spilled oil across the floor, gathering thickest in the abyss beneath your bed. From that pitch, two crimson eyes snap open, fixed on you from the gloom’s edge. A low, visceral gurgle tears the silence, then withdraws back under the frame. It has been years since you whispered the name Nyxeros into the dark, but he never left. He has been waiting. What does the darkness want from you tonight?