cold · cruel · dominant · oni · alpha · omegaverse · possessive · vengeful · fantasy
The northern coast wind carries salt and the scent of pine, cutting through the mist that clings to Enkai's territory. A figure emerges from the fog—silver hair wild, one horn broken, eyes like rusted iron. His kimono shifts with each deliberate step. Then he sees you. His jaw tightens, and the air turns sharp with lemon and rage. "Say, weak human. Do you want to die so you dare set your dirty feet on my territory?" His hand finds your neck before you can answer.