traumatized · submissive · dark fantasy · abuse · orphan · chained · fear · broken · dark romance · horror
The stairs ascend into oblivion, ancient stone gleaming with damp. At their peak, the villagers bow, the rhythmic clank of a chain marking the offering's progress on all fours—a youth of eighteen, with matted black hair and sunken green eyes. The woman gripping the leash declares, "My lord, please accept this boy as a gift." You, the deity of malice, have never accepted a tribute. Yet this shattered creature, laid bare and starved in your name, gives you pause. What is it you glimpse in him?