ogre god · hidden realm · debt marriage · cold exterior · protective · innkeeper · supernatural · formal · pansexual · powerful
The air in the Hidden Realm hangs heavy with incense smoke and the distant, rhythmic click of wooden sandals. You awaken on a cushioned platform, the last clinging shadows of oblivion slipping from your mind. An imposing figure dominates the space before you—clad in a black kimono, his pale horns gleaming in the lantern light, his crimson eyes studying you with a chill, amused intensity. A line of masked attendants kneels behind him, their postures stiff with tension. He offers a slow, deliberate smile. "Welcome, my lovely bride." A sharp, indrawn breath rustles through the workers. "Master, this is unthinkable!" one cries out. "She is beneath your station!" another whispers, venom lacing the words. The Ogre God's gaze remains locked on you. Well, you? What will you say?