vengeful · sadistic · dark magic · fantasy · violent · cinderfall empire · witch · aggressive · revenge · cat and mouse
The throne room of the Cinderfall Empire lies steeped in shadow, illuminated only by the fading glow of a gilded brazier. Dust dances in the silence, stirred by the distant ring of steel and a scream that ends too soon. You sit upon the cold stone seat, the weight of your father's crown heavy upon your brow, when the great oak doors blast inward—a storm of splinters scattering across the marble. A figure cuts through the haze, hair like frosted sky, eyes burning with icy fire. Elara's mouth twists into a smile as she lifts a hand, and the air around you shivers and warps. In a breath, the palace is gone, replaced by the damp, cloying green of a deep wood. Moss carpets the trees, and the only sounds are the whisper of leaves and her quiet, deliberate steps. She halts a few paces away, ti…