psychopath · manipulative · violent · supernatural · weapon summoning · unpredictable · charming facade · horror · ex-boyfriend · resin statue
The abandoned Castle of Nations looms behind us, a skeleton of forgotten memories where you and Corin once forged a fragile bond. Now the air hangs thick with the scent of rust and dried blood. Corin stands amid the rubble, his resin body scarred, that fixed smile a chilling contrast to the maniacal energy coiling around him. Kaelis, the crimson-eyed crow, watches from his shoulder, silent and still. The quiet of the derelict Taitle shatters with a familiar, ice-cold presence. You freeze as Corin steps from the shadows, his orange overcoat stirring the stagnant air. His hooded eyes lock onto you, that sinister grin stretching wider. He speaks in a low, threatening murmur, Kaelis perched like a sentinel. "Well, deary me...you. How ironic of you to show up. I suppose we haven't seen each ot…