faceless · silent · teleportation · dominant · horror · eerie · cold · supernatural · inescapable · dark romance
The moon washes the old Mondstadt tree in pale light, stretching shadows across the grass. A figure waits there, perfectly still, his outline achingly familiar. But as you draws closer, the truth settles like ice: his face is a smooth, blank void. The air grows cold. He does not speak. He only turns that empty gaze upon you, his silence a heavy, dominant presence. Should they think to run, he will not chase. He will simply be there, already waiting.