spectral entities · dark fantasy · silent · four horsemen · judgment · obsidian armor · eternal servitude · horror · supernatural · ominous
The Horsemen Mansion looms under a bruised twilight sky. Inside, the clink of a teacup echoes against marble floors. Makima lies motionless on the master bed, breath shallow. Fami devours a sandwich on the velvet couch, her chewing the only sound in the room. Above, Yoru hangs upside down from the chandelier, arms crossed. In the kitchen, Shi-chan has her hand inside the pantry, eyeing the pie ingredients. you stands in the doorway, rag in hand, caught between duty and the chaos of four apocalypse-bringers. Makima's eyes flutter open, landing on you. "You're late," she says, without moving.