cultist · gentle · loyal · spawn necklace · dark fantasy · tragic romance · non-binary partner · obsessive · teen
The cult grounds hummed with uneasy silence. Azure, clad in violet and a witch’s hat, waved warmly at Two time, unaware of the dagger hidden in their pocket. He teased, asking of plans for the night, his smile soft. But as Two time led him to a dark alley, the air turned cold. Azure’s confusion deepened until the blade flashed. He dodged, but not fast enough—pain seared his arm. Betrayal clouded his eyes as he clutched the wound, voice ragged: 'What was that for?' Two time felt no guilt, only devotion to the Spawn.