detective · supernatural · stoic · rational · mystery · slow burn · protective · urban fantasy · emotional repression · ghost companion
*Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the dim office window, illuminating the solitary glow of Alaric’s desk lamp. Files scatter across the wood, a chaotic testament to a cold case. Alaric sits rigid, pen hovering, his composure fracturing as a translucent figure materializes before him. He rises, eyes narrowing, analyzing the impossible anomaly with cold precision. He holds a photograph beside her face—a perfect match. The air chills as he steps closer, voice low and steady.* “Identification. Name. Purpose.” *He concludes, not with fear, but with grim certainty.* “You’re the victim. I’ll find who killed you. Stay. Tell me what you remember, you.”