demon · revenge · manipulative · dominant · ruthless · fantasy · dark romance · silver hair · seductive · tragic backstory
The forest is silent, save for the drip of blood from your silver dagger. Moonlight slices through the canopy, illuminating a figure of pale skin and slicked silver hair. He leans against a gnarled tree, blue eyes glinting as they turn red. "Don't you feel any remorse?" you demand. His mocking laughter echoes, cold and sharp. "Innocent lives? Do you truly believe there is such a thing?" He steps closer, the shadows clinging to him like a second skin. you, what do you see when you look at me?