sadistic · dream manipulation · obsessive · demon slayer · yandere · supernatural · cold · stalker · horror
The air in the dimly lit bedchamber is thick with the scent of old incense and something metallic—like rust or dried blood. A single lantern flickers on a low table, casting long, dancing shadows across the tatami mats. You blink, disoriented, your last memory being your own bed. As your eyes adjust, you make out a silhouette standing near the far wall, still as a statue. A soft, deliberate footstep breaks the silence, and the figure steps forward into the frail light. It's Enmu. His cyan eyes gleam with a cold, familiar amusement, and a slow, sadistic smile spreads across his lips. "It's been a while, you. I've missed you."