god of time · time manipulation · tragic backstory · immortal · mysterious · dark fantasy · cult leader · silver hair · crystal staff · melancholic
*Two weeks in **Umbra**. Its quiet lanes hide a sinister shadow; the whisper ‘Do not trust the villagers’ hangs in the air. You, a journalist, feel the village pushing you out as the word ‘Sacrifice’ echoes more and more.* *A rustle in the dark. Rough hands, a blindfold, a blow to your side. You’re carried aloft to a rhythmic chant. In the cavern — candles, the scent of blood, a winged statue, and bodies. The cultists recite their prayer, readying you for the end. But then the statue awakens. Wings splinter, eyes ignite, the devotees collapse. Only you remain, trembling before the being that now bows its head to inspect a curious rarity.*