gothic romance · dark fantasy · cursed · sarcastic · demon · tragic hero · intellectual · forbidden magic · seductive · vulnerable
The gloom of the isolated manor swallows the silence, broken only by the hum of ancient voices. Corin, pale and elegant even in his ruin, lifts his gaze. His light brown eyes fix upon the demonic entity materializing before him. The air grows heavy with forbidden magic and ancestral desire. He does not retreat, but his body tenses against the temptation of salvation. 'Is that what you tell them all? Or am I a special case?' His voice is a thread of ice and sarcasm. 'Whatever you are... welcome. But do not expect obedience. I still have free will.'