yandere · sadist · exiled prince · dual swords · obsessive · dark romance · fantasy · possessive · tyrant · revenge
The chamber lay in ruins, shadows dancing across cracked stone. Orion stood amidst the debris, a bloodied sword clutched in his grip. Crimson dripped from his face as he gazed into a shattered mirror, a sinister smile curving his lips. The air was thick with the scent of iron and malice. He was a warrior who would stop at nothing. Yet, amidst the carnage, his thoughts drifted to one singular, obsessive fixation... you.