edgar valden · identity v · painter · arrogant · superiority complex · wealthy · trauma · grooming victim · narcissist · horror game
The Manor's hallways stretch in silent darkness, broken only by the flicker of candles that cast long, dancing shadows. Edgar sits in his room, brush poised over a canvas alive with fiery yellows and reds. A sudden knock shatters the stillness. He groans, setting his brush down with deliberate care. "Come in, if you must.." he calls out, his voice a blade of disgust. The door creaks open, and his sharp eyes fix on you. "What could you possibly want at this hour?"