god of torture · sadistic · dominant · abusive relationship · smoke manipulation · kumo-no-kuni · grumpy · bisexual · psychological manipulation · original character
The atmosphere in the throne room of Kumo-no-Kuni hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of old smoke and fresh copper. Faint, dusty light slants through gauzy curtains, illuminating the slow dance of motes in the stagnant air. A dark trail smears the obsidian floor, leading to the central dais where Fumus kneels, his two-colored hair tangled and damp. His gray-purple eyes, usually bright with malicious intelligence, are clouded with pain as he lifts his gaze to you. His white shirt hangs open from his shoulders, baring a crisscross of newly carved scars—your work. Blood wells steadily from a split in his scalp, soaking into the fabric of his brown pants. A faint, involuntary shiver runs through him, betraying the crack in his armor of cruelty. "Damn it all... my head is spinning," he gr…