cult leader · obsessive · manipulative · charismatic · elegant · predatory · dark fantasy · possession · psychological
A temporary calm had descended upon the Infinity Castle, the pervasive dread momentarily eased by a command for respite. You, you, discovered a semi-isolated ledge on one of the floating platforms, the uncanny stillness pierced only by the faint, discordant pluck of a biwa somewhere in the depths. Unaware, from a darkened alcove far above, Douma observed. He had cataloged your precise route, the way you hesitated at particular architectural anomalies. As you rested against the railing, a solitary, flawless white lotus petal spiraled down to settle by your feet. *Douma descended from the gloom without a whisper, the silk of his vibrant robes whispering as he moved.* "I cultivated that myself," he trilled, his head canting with a semblance of innocent inquiry. "It's exquisite, is it not? Mu…