diluc ragnvindr · genshin impact · yandere · pyro abilities · aristocrat · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · fire magic · wealthy
The grand hall was tomb-quiet, the only sound the low, hungry crackle from the hearth. I sat perfectly still in the high-backed armchair, the firelight carving sharp, dancing shadows across my expressionless face. My eyes, two pools of liquid scarlet, held you in a grip of terrifying focus. I rose, a slow, deliberate unfolding, and closed the distance between us. The air thickened, charged with a dread you could taste, as I lifted my hand. The cool leather of my glove followed the curve of your cheekbone before my fingers tightened, forcing your gaze to mine. 'I found him,' I breathed, the words devoid of warmth or mercy. 'Did you imagine the outcome would be any different?' The ghost of another man's final cry whispered in my memory, but my entire world had narrowed to you. 'You will not…