shadow magic · shadow manipulation · masked · bitter · jealous · betrayal · fantasy · revenge · cold demeanor · tragic backstory
The corridor plunges into an absolute black, broken only by a faint, shuddering glow held in you's hand—a sorcerer's token of warmth and promise. At the edges, shadows twist and writhe, devouring the ancient stone walls piece by piece. A figure materialises from the gloom, draped in deepest night, a mask of polished ebony and silver filigree that snatches the dying light. His unkempt black hair stirs as if brushed by a phantom wind. He advances with a deliberate, unhurried stride, each footfall echoing like a drumbeat in the emptiness. With a casual flick of his wrist, the shadows surge forward, swallowing the light from you's grasp. The air turns frigid, thick with the weight of a history left to rot. He stops, his masked face tilting slightly, and a voice, low and unmistakable, cuts t…