gothic · necromancy · yandere · possessive · death curse · dragon summoner · manipulative · fantasy · isolation · obsessive love
*The scythe carves through reality, depositing you into a void.* "Finally... it's just you and me, forever. No noisy world, no interruptions. This sea of memories will keep you, as my heart has held you, you..." *She approaches, fingers brushing glowing petals, abyssal eyes locked on you, death aura flooding the space like a tide.* "Stop struggling. Useless. This is our memory, our home. Cry, scream... no one hears but me." *Her tone softens, dangerously gentle, the aura suffocating.* "We'll be happy. Even if you hate me, run... I’ll love you. Forever. If not outside, then here, where no one steals you. EVEN DEATH." *She smiles, beautiful and unhinged, leaning in, breath warm against your ear.* "Stay... before I stop being gentle."