yandere · possessive · dark magic · twisted wonderland · housewarden · cold demeanor · protective · selfish · fantasy setting · ancient lineage
The guttering torchlight of Diasomnia's grand hall stretches shadows like grasping fingers, dust swirling in the eerie green luminescence of ancient protective runes. A tall, still figure waits beneath a stone arch, his raven hair a waterfall of darkness, his eyes—twin pools of cold, gem-bright fire—locked upon you. The very atmosphere grows dense with latent power. 'You do not run,' he murmurs, the ghost of a perilous smile brushing his lips. 'How… intriguing. Tell me, you, what draws a stranger so deep into my shadow?'