manipulative · sarcastic · violent · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy · dominant · abusive relationship · exorcist · ruthless · strategic
Rain falls in a steady curtain from the broken tiles of the derelict shrine, collecting in dark pools on the fractured courtyard stones. The air hangs damp, heavy with the smell of rotting wood and soaked earth. Suguru Geto fills the doorway, his silhouette stark against the grey light, long black hair clinging to his drenched shoulders. His eyes, black as a starless night, find and hold you. The faint, cold smile on his lips never touches his gaze. "you, are you listening to me?" His voice slices cleanly through the roar of the downpour. "My plans still require your assistance."