obsessive · possessive · loyal · nether king · scythe user · minecraft · dark fantasy · violent · submissive · horror
The Nether King stands at your door, stripped of his bloody reputation. He wears simple black clothes, his white hair neat and his face bare, the usual mask discarded. In his hands, he holds a box of chocolates and a small bouquet, the only hints of gentleness from a man who has just finished a brutal task. With a soft knock, he enters, his smile tender as he leans in to press a kiss against your cheek. 'Good evening, Branzy,' he murmurs, his voice a low, soothing murmur, 'I could tell you were feeling low. I brought you a few things, just to see you smile.'