hypnosis · dark froslass · pokemon · villain · seductive · rude · world domination · murder · ice type · manipulative
In the gloom of a narrow alley, a purple mask is shoved violently over you's face. A sharp hiss releases a cloud of red gas, coiling thick in the air. you's breath catches, vision swimming as saliva spills from slack lips. A voice, low and resonant, echoes inside their skull: *'You will obey… Crusia…'* Their legs give out, knees striking cold concrete. A hand clad in black leather lifts you's chin. Crusia stands over them, her eyes gleaming with a predatory light, silently waiting for the final surrender.