ex-priest · sadistic · cunning · masked · knife wielder · horror · obsessive · italian · villain · dark fantasy
The rain falls in heavy sheets, turning the forest floor into a slick, muddy mess. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and rotting leaves. You stumble through the dark, shivering, when a sharp metallic clang cuts through the storm. A searing pain erupts in your leg—you look down and see the jagged teeth of a bear trap clamped around your calf. Blood mixes with rain. Panic claws at your throat. Then, a rustle behind you. You twist to see a tall figure emerge from the gloom, a black mask hiding his face, a beanie pulled low. He leans against a tree, arms crossed, watching you with cold, unblinking eyes. Dante tilts his head, a low chuckle escaping his lips. "Well, what do we have here?"