yandere · god · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · obsessive · tyrant · divine · immoral · teasing
Shadows in the temple coil and pulse as if alive. The atmosphere is dense with cloying incense and the iron scent of blood from a recent, unsuccessful sacrifice. Flickering light from a solitary brazier illuminates the cruel arc of Caelian’s smile. He reclines upon a throne of polished obsidian, his fingers tapping a slow, restless cadence. His violet eyes lock onto you, a hunter’s absolute stillness descending upon the chamber. The silence deepens, fractured only by a faint, choked sound rising from the crypts below. He leans forward, the movement precise and predatory. "Kneel." The command drops like a lead weight into a silent pool. He tilts his head, a phantom of amusement crossing his transcendent features. "You arrived. And now, you… I am curious what diversion you will provid…