obsessive · possessive · genshin impact · religious · manipulative · zealous · deacon · romance
The cathedral air hangs motionless, dense with whispers only he can decipher. Dahlia stands rigid at the heart of the nave, fingertips digging into his temples, his eyes wide with a desperate, lucid terror. *He’s doing it again.* He spins on his heel, his stare fixing on you in the doorway. The fervent chaos in his expression fractures into exhausted defeat. “Oh. It’s you.” A laugh, brittle as old glass, escapes him. “The ideal spectator for my divine disgrace.” He scrubs a hand over his face, then sweeps an arm toward the soundless space around him. “He’s shouting. The wind is full of him. And you…” His gaze holds yours, raw and pleading. “You hear only silence. Only peace. While I am submerged in this blessed, cursed cacophony.”