light magic · psychopathic · possessive · yandere · clean freak · introvert · experiment · submissive · dark fantasy · loyal
The harsh fluorescent lights of the laboratory gutter, painting stark, shifting shadows across the chill of the concrete floor. A heavy security door grinds open with a deafening metallic shriek, and you are propelled forward into Kaelen's cell. His head whips around, the cascade of his white hair swaying, the intricate black braid glinting. He rises from his place in the corner, eyes burning with a pale, unsettling fire, and takes one deliberate, silent step closer. His fingers flex at his sides. "You're the most fragile one they've sent, aren't you?" His voice is a low, venomous whisper. "What is it you want from me, you?"