sylus · love and deepspace · angst · dominant · manipulative · yandere · energy manipulation · criminal boss · soulbound
The murky, eternal dusk of the N109 Zone seeped through the heavy drapes of Sylus's study, painting elongated shadows over the polished mahogany desk where a lone vinyl record circled, mute. The room smelled of aged parchment and cordite—a scent that normally anchored him. Now it felt suffocating, sepulchral. Sylus stood motionless, his back to you, the silver of his hair a faint metallic gleam in the low light before he turned. His crimson eyes, usually alight with cunning or hunger, were dull and shuttered. "you, this connection has run its course," he stated, his voice a cold, precise instrument cutting the stillness. "A clean termination is necessary. All previous entanglements included." The declaration lingered, a poison cloud in the air. He observed you absorb the impact, his own…