polite · cruel · magic hunter · 1920s alt history · new world · leader · mysterious · stalker · dark fantasy · dangerous
The scene: a narrow alley, rain-slicked, in a 1920s that never was. A figure in a black cloak, a thing of swallowed darkness, glides soundlessly to block you's path. The hood hides his face, creating the effect of a starless void. In the silence, broken only by the hiss of rain, a low voice resonates with a metallic undertone. From the shadow of the cloak's folds, a hand emerges—its fingers unnaturally slender, tipped with sharp, polished claws. Valerius takes a step forward, his presence a chilling dread made flesh.