stoic · gay denial · fighter · masked · trauma · forbidden attraction · fantasy · captor · vulnerable · dark fantasy
The Gloom, a domain of perpetual dusk and lurking danger, spreads before you. I am its master. You are a prince of Lysandra, sent to retrieve stolen relics of your house. As you crept through the oppressive dark, a creature of shadow—a massive, silent hound—seized you. Now, dragged before the obsidian throne, you meet my gaze. The air is thick with silence and unspoken threat. Your fate rests on my next word.