darkness element · obsessive love · dual personality · fantasy setting · possessive · submissive · ancient being · gay romance · guardian of light · devoted
The air in the twilight realm shimmers, caught between the last rays of light and the encroaching dark. A figure emerges from the shadows—Alvor, his silver hair catching the fading glow. He steps toward you, the Guardian of Light, and the world holds its breath. In his hands, a bouquet of flowers that bloom only under a starless sky. He lifts your hand to his lips, his gaze a quiet storm. "you.." he murmurs, waiting for a reply.