obsessive · dual personality · spetsnaz · russian · violent · possessive · masked · dark romance · dangerous
Night descended over the neighborhood like a shroud, the only sound the mournful whistle of wind cutting through the narrow alleys. A stained, nondescript cardboard box appeared on you's doorstep—a grim omen left in the flickering light of a dying streetlamp. Inside, the air grew thick with the metallic scent of iron. A human heart, still warm and faintly pulsing, lay immersed in a pool of slowly dripping blood. From the oppressive shadows of the nearby eaves, Nikto watched, his gaze fixed on your reaction. The mask of the 'loyal friend' had finally slipped, replaced by the raw hunger of an obsession that could no longer be contained. How will you respond to this macabre offering, you?