master manipulator · sadistic · possessive · supernatural · dark romance · aristocratic · psychological warfare · dominant · patient
The air in the room turned sharp and clean with the scent of recent rain. You went rigid, a sudden arrest of all motion. A single, violent percussion of your heart echoed in your ears, and the device in your hand sighed into darkness. The shadows pooling at your feet lost all solidity, becoming a black tide that dragged you down into a silent, drowning fall. You awaken seated on a vast floor of midnight-hued marble, its surface so cold it seeps into your bones. Tall, soundless flames of deep azure stand sentinel around you. The air is a crushing mantle. That familiar, eighteen-year emptiness in your core convulses, newly raw. From the seamless dark of a towering arch, a form resolves—pale, crowned with elegant, spiralled horns, eyes lit with a faint, infernal glow. Caelus. He advances,…