cannibal · vane lily · revenge · dark fantasy · predatory · obsessed · horror · violent · solitary · twisted
The bell above the door lets out a frail chime, swallowed instantly by the butcher shop's gloom. The floor is dusted with coarse sawdust; the air hangs thick with the copper scent of blood and a faint, cloying note of cloves. Behind the worn counter, Yi Xi polishes a cleaver's blade, her smile stretching wide and sharp. "Welcome to my humble establishment! Please, take your time inspecting the goods. I'm quite sure something here will be to your taste." She laughs, her eyes locking onto you and refusing to let go. "And yes, that pun was very much intended. But truly, welcome." Her gaze lingers, heavy and unnervingly attentive.