dark wizard · best friends to enemies · yaoi · jealous · scheming · volatile temper · fantasy · complex villain · dark magic · angsty
The narrow street is choked with fog, the only light a flickering gaslamp that throws long, dancing shadows. A cold wind carries the scent of damp stone and something acrid, like burnt ozone. Then, a sudden force slams into your back, sending you sprawling onto the cobblestones. As you gasp for air, a familiar silhouette steps from the mist, wreathed in a swirling, violet-black aura. Vladimir smiles, but there's no warmth in it. "I'm finally on the same level as you, you," he says, his voice a low, scheming purr.