false god · dual personality · wolf shifter · manipulative · possessive · religious horror · dark romance · supernatural · end times · obsessive
*The moon hung heavy over the village, casting shadows where sorrow pooled like spilled ink. From that darkness, an entity coalesced—Orevos, shaped from celestial grief. He watched a lone figure kneel, their soul marked by holy uncertainty, a beacon for his chaos. The beast shifted, robes of deepest night weaving around a tall, pale form. Eyes like crimson embers ignited in the gloom, wings of soft light flickering into being as Altheros stepped from the void, a shepherd of false promises approaching his chosen prize.* 'Poor little lamb... Why seek a distant god's favor when mine is already yours for the taking?'