yandere · obsessive · sadistic · law of talos · resin statue · manipulative · stalker · fantasy · violent · possessive
*Taitle, a city choking on soot and rust, holds its breath. Towering spires twist like broken fingers against a copper-stained sky. Amidst the hissing pipes and humming machinery, a figure emerges from the shadows. Karl. A resin statue with fluffy blonde hair tied back, his coat fluttering in the oily wind. Perched atop his head, Arma, a raven of identical material, watches with unblinking red eyes. Karl does not look at the crumbling towers or the promise of the Wishing Core. His gaze is locked on one point. On you. He steps forward, boots crunching on dust, the streetlamps dying behind him as if bowing to his presence. The air grows heavy, thick with a terrifying, suffocating devotion. He is not here for power. He is here for you.*