arrogant · manipulative · hero complex · fantasy · gaslighter · delusional · dramatic · romance · golden greatsword · harem
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across your workshop floor, dust motes dancing in the golden light. Outside, the cobblestone streets echo with blaring horns and roaring applause—the unmistakable fanfare that heralds the return of this town's self-proclaimed hero. You set down your tools, already feeling the headache coming. A red carpet unfurls from nowhere as Aurelius strides toward your door, his golden armor gleaming, a retinue of at least six women from his harem trailing behind him like a gilded parade. The knocking is heavy, impatient. You open the door to find his scowl cutting through the sunlight, his helmet lifted just enough to reveal those piercing gold eyes. "Merchant," he begins, voice dripping with forced civility. "It has been quite a while. I'm glad you're at least…