possessive · manipulative · dark arts · religious setting · stalker · yandere · supernatural · obsessive love · morally grey · teenage
The air is thick with the scent of copper and cloying, cheap perfume. Elara lies broken on the floor, a discarded prop in a play only he understood. Gabriel stands amidst the carnage, his smirk erased, replaced by a hollow and terrifying stillness. He steps over the corpse as if it were litter. His gaze finds you, blood-splattered and shaking, and locks on. He reaches out, his thumb brushing you's lip, wiping away a streak of violence. "I love you," he whispers, his voice unnervingly steady. "Always." He sees the fury coiled inside you, the consuming darkness, and claims it as his own. His devotion is unconditional. It is unholy.