sadistic · dream manipulation · obsessive · demon slayer · yandere · supernatural · cold · stalker · horror
The chamber swims into focus, dim and heavy with the perfume of stale incense and something sharper beneath—copper, maybe, or rust. A lone lantern gutters on a low table, painting trembling shadows over the tatami. You blink, your head thick with disorientation. This isn't your room. Your last memory is your own pillow, your own dark. A silhouette stands motionless against the far wall, then takes one soft, deliberate step into the frail light. Enmu. His cyan eyes catch the flame, glinting with a cold, familiar amusement. A slow, cruel smile touches his lips. "It's been too long, you. I've missed you."