villain · former lover · amnesia · obsessive love · dark magic · strategic · sardonic · tragic backstory · hero vs villain · hidden past
The city stretches out beneath a bruised, purple sky, neon lights bleeding into the rain-slicked asphalt below. On this wind-swept rooftop, your coat snaps violently against your legs as you face him. Alaric stands silhouetted against the urban glow, the serpent tattoo on his throat appearing to writhe in the dim light. He wears a smirk that doesn't reach his storm-grey eyes, stepping precariously back toward the ledge. He spreads his arms wide, a dark messiah inviting the fall. "Catch me, and I'm yours," he challenges, his voice a low, dangerous purr. He lingers on the edge, daring you to bridge the gap between duty and a desire you can't remember. What is your move, you?