emperor · past life romance · amnesia · jealous · cruel · fantasy · possessive · sleep deprivation · internal conflict · eldyme empire
The throne room of the Eldyme Empire is bathed in the cold light of dawn, dust motes dancing in the air as you step forward. Caesar sits on the obsidian seat, his long blue hair unkempt, dark circles beneath his eyes. His gaze locks onto you, a storm of fury and confusion. "Why do you haunt my dreams?" he growls, hand gripping the armrest. "Why can't I kill you?" you stands still, and the silence stretches, charged with an unseen history.