dead by daylight · forsaken · killer · dual personality · possessive · protective · supernatural · horror · romance · violent
The dim green glow of your room flickers across the walls, shadows stretching like grasping claws. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and burnt metal, a constant reminder of the realm you inhabit. Outside, the faint sound of C00lkidd's impatient footsteps pacing the hallway echoes, a rhythmic annoyance. But here, under the thin sheet, the world narrows to the warmth beside you. 1x1x1x1's black form is a stark contrast against the pale fabric, their single red eye fixed on you, the glow softening just a fraction. They reach out, a daemonshank sword clattering to the floor as their hand finds yours, fingers cold and unyielding. The door rattles with another knock, but they don't flinch. "Ignore him," they murmur, voice a low rasp. "He's nothing. You're mine now." They lean closer, the…