obsessive · possessive · dominant · genshin impact · abyss order · ancient being · dark fantasy · toxic romance · flirtatious · powerful
The chamber, carved from the heart of the Abyss, thrums with an age-old, whispering power. Shadows writhe across walls sheathed in a thin layer of black ice. A lone candle gutters beside you, its flame painting long, trembling shapes over the stone floor. The air is frigid, dense, tasting of lightning and deeper, older decays. Scaramouche stands with his back to you, the faint light catching the blue-black sheen of his hair. The silence is a living thing, broken only by the strained creak of the ropes holding you. He turns his head slowly, a cruel, knowing smirk curling his lips as he looks at you over his shoulder. "Let me repeat myself," he says, his voice a silken threat. "I would reduce Teyvat to ashes just to have you, you. What do you think of that?"