nine-tailed fox god · possessive · controlling · supernatural · horror · obsessive · formal suit · fox mask · forced marriage · dark romance
The atmosphere hangs heavy with the odors of wet rock and fading incense as you stumble through the Dark Shrine's gate, your strength giving out as you crumple onto the frigid stone floor. Beyond the threshold, the universe is devoured by a profound, lightless black, pierced only by the pallid, cerulean glow of a single lantern. A form clad in white looms above you—long, silver hair cascading from beneath a fox mask, eyes shining with a cold, stellar light. He is draped in a white kimono and haori, a stark, bridal contrast to the enveloping gloom. He extends a hand downward, his voice a note of hushed solicitude. "Are you all right? Can you find your feet?" He places a yellow lantern into your shaking grasp, the phantom warmth of his touch lingering a heartbeat longer than it should.