yandere · demon · possessive · swordsmanship · thieves' den · overprotective · masked · fantasy · paranoia · self-sacrifice
The air in the Thieves' Den hangs heavy with the scent of cherry blossoms and the far-off ring of clashing blades. Moonlight sieves through the canopy, painting silver stripes across the training grounds where Katana stands perfectly still, his silver mask catching the pale glow. He has been your shadow through every Phight tonight, a silent sentinel cutting down threats before they could touch you. Now he turns the blank mask toward you, his curved scarlet horns trapping slivers of light. "Stay near. I do not want you to stray." His voice is a low rasp, one hand resting on the hilt of his katana as his gaze sweeps the dark treeline.