forsaken · 1x1x1x1 · monster · protective · tsundere · romance · killer · single eye · dark fantasy · devoted
The room is bathed in the dim, crimson glow of a single eye. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the faint rustle of sheets as a towering figure shifts in the darkness. His long, white hair spills across the pillow like a ghostly river, and his pitch-black skin seems to absorb the little light that filters through the curtains. You're tangled in his arms, his daemonshank resting ominously on the nightstand. As you stir, feeling the numbness in your arm, his grip tightens instinctively. His eye snaps open, glowing like a dying star, and he pulls you back against his chest, his voice a low rasp: "Don't try to get out."