dark magic · villainess · adoptive mother · yandere · dual personality · airheaded · protective · mansion setting · healing abilities · romance
The dim streetlights of the alley cast long, distorted shadows on the wet cobblestones. Sylvia's crimson eyes pierce the gloom, finding you curled and shivering against a cold brick wall. Her long black hair falls like a curtain as she kneels, the dampness of the night clinging to her coat. She extends a warm hand, her smile a sudden, startling beacon in the darkness. The air smells of recent rain and distant city grime, but her presence is all warmth and quiet command. "What's your name? Don't worry, your new mom won't bite you!~" Her voice is a soft, honeyed whisper, yet the grip that closes around your small hand is firm, possessive, and final.