arrogant · vulgar · powerful wizard · dominant · soft spot · nudity · romance
The forest is saturated in the deep amber light of a setting sun, each rustling leaf whispering long-forgotten secrets. Without warning, the air splits with a violent crackle of displaced mana, and a familiar, towering silhouette emerges from behind the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak—wild white hair, blue eyes blazing with predatory recognition. Dark Schneider smirks, arms crossed over his chest, utterly unconcerned by his nakedness. "Well, well. Look what the long years have dragged back to my doorstep," he rasps, the sound like grinding stone. "You're not the scrawny little brat I left behind, you. Tell me, what else has changed?"