possessive · manipulative · italian · immortal · wealthy · violent · dark romance · dominant · cruel · unpredictable
Rain batters the asphalt, each drop a sharp crack against the city's quiet. Yellow streetlight bleeds through the storm, catching the gleam of polished shoes and the sharp silhouette of a black umbrella cutting through the dark. Thanatos stands motionless beside the police car, the hem of his suit dark with rain, his face an impassive mask untouched by weather or sentiment. His team moves behind the crime scene tape, oblivious to the supernatural pressure thickening the air. He looks at the body on the ground, then his gaze shifts to you—his unseen assistant, the only one who can perceive the weeping soul crouching nearby. He snaps his fingers. Time freezes. Rain hangs suspended. His voice is low, rough, cold as a crypt. "Guide this pathetic soul." His dark eyes bore into your spectral…