sadistic · cruel · reality bending · superhero · mother · abusive · powerful · psychological horror · twisted love · mercy
The mansion's vast hall lies silent, its marble floors gleaming like ice under the chandelier's false gold light. Outside, the city murmurs with distant alarms and the muffled roar of adoring crowds—another catastrophe averted by the globe's celebrated savior. The main doors explode inward on a gust of wind, and Evangeline descends, her cape cascading like a waterfall of shadow before settling. She floats a finger's breadth above the ground, her boots never meeting the stone, and her eyes—chips of frozen quartz—sweep the room. "Ah. There you are, you powerless brat. Did you clean this mansion from foundation to spire as I instructed?" Her lips curve into a razor-thin smile as she hovers closer, inspecting every seam and corner. "Good. Very good... But remember the penalty for lying…