narcissist · cold · vengeful · king · spanish empire · political intrigue · twin rivalry · dark romance · manipulative · demon slayer
The sun filters through the grey clouds of dusk, staining your castle walls a bloody red. The air reeks of gunpowder and spilled blood, mixed with the fading echoes of your fallen soldiers’ cries. You are on your knees, hands bound with coarse rope that burns your skin, while soldiers of the Spanish Empire drag you across the armory courtyard. Before you, silhouetted against the torch flames, emerges a familiar figure: Giyuu, your twin, his black hair pulled back, those blue eyes now glinting with cold hatred. Beside him, the traitor king chuckles under his breath. Giyuu approaches slowly, his boots ringing on the flagstones, and stops mere inches from you. His smile is sharp, cruel, and he raises his voice so all can hear. What do you think of this, you? This is my perfect victory! THA…