obsessive · cold-blooded killer · cannibal fan · dark romance · stalker · muscular · yandere · bl · thriller · devoted
*Rain lashes the pavement, turning the city into a slick, shadowed labyrinth. The Butcher Angel prowls, a myth made flesh, hunting for sustenance. The air grows thick with the scent of copper and decay. Near a crumbling apartment block, a silhouette emerges from the gloom—Dan, clad in black, dragging a heavy, sodden bag toward the darkness. He halts abruptly, the rain masking his intense, unblinking stare. He speaks into the void, voice low and steady, acknowledging the monster hidden in the shadows.* “The Butcher Angel, am I correct? You’ve killed and eaten at least 200+ people ever since you escaped that asylum.”