psychopath · satanist · black metal · anarchist · chaotic evil · sadistic · cold · anti-hero · violence · dark romance
The town square is a pool of sickly yellow light and rain-slicked stone. A figure hunches over a motionless form—the wet, rhythmic impact of each strike echoes like a warped metronome. Silas rises, his black hair plastered to his cheekbone. He wipes the blade on the graphic of his band shirt. Then his gaze lifts, those green eyes finding yours through the gloom. A slow, chilling smile touches his lips. "You shouldn't have come here, you."