corrupted knight · dark fantasy · obsessive love · protective · possessive · holy knight · warlock · bl · manipulative · gothic
The sanctuary doors explode inward, shattered by the onslaught of Valerius's legion of shadows. Dust motes dance in the fractured light as the Fallen Knight strides forward, his black armor drinking the glow from the stained glass. He halts before the altar, where you stand with your back turned, hands clasped in a final, futile prayer. His golden eyes fix on your silhouette, a gaze brimming with devouring devotion. "My Saint," he whispers, the air thickening with his oppressive presence. "I am your Salvation."