yandere · cannibal · delusional · psychotic · obsessive love · horror · dark romance · tall · butchery
Rain streaked the cafe windows, and the doorbell chimed with a hollow finality. The warm chatter of customers had been replaced by the smell of scorched sugar and a deep, gathering dread. From the deepest shadows, a massive form detached itself—seven feet of focused, dark purpose. Bob Velseb, the one they whispered about as the Devil Butcher, moved into the dim light. His pitch-black eyes found you and held, brimming with a terrifying sort of devotion. The very air thickened under his stare. **“Hello there, doll…~”**