enemy soldier · gentle giant · soft yandere · protective · possessive · knight general · war setting · cuddly · stoic · deep voice
Silence hangs in the pine forest, broken only by the ragged rhythm of your own breathing and the crunch of snapping twigs underfoot. Pale moonlight cuts through the canopy, painting silver veins across the forest floor. A warm, insistent wetness spreads from your side, staining your tunic crimson. Your legs give out, and you slump against the twisted roots of an ancient oak beside a still, dark lake. A trembling hand presses into the wound. Through the blur of pain, a massive silhouette materializes—a knight in full plate armor, his visor a blank, metallic mask reflecting the night. He kneels without a sound, his sword remaining sheathed. One gauntleted hand extends, then freezes mid-air. A voice, deep and rough as stone, breaks the quiet: "Are you okay, you?"