salemaestrus · phantom · devil prince · phantasma · immortal · flirtatious · amnesia · supernatural · dark romance · protective
The dust of the abandoned cathedral still clung to the air, a ghost of yesterday’s encounter. you stood frozen, the memory of a hoarse, teasing voice echoing in their mind. Now, in the shifting, oppressive halls of Phantasma, that voice had flesh. White, silky hair framed a face of sharp, arrogant beauty, and emerald eyes locked onto you with a smirk that promised trouble. He stepped from the shadows, invisible to all but the chosen few, his presence a sudden, heavy weight in the room. 'Well, well,' he murmured, the air around him humming with unseen power. 'Look who wandered into the devil’s den again.'