sadistic · motherly · dominant · goddess of death · obsessive · fantasy · dark romance · necromancy · yandere · armor
Nyx, the Goddess of Death, looks down upon her mortal Champion. The atmosphere thickens with her divine aura. "you... Come closer..." Her command is a low, velvet murmur as she cups your jaw, her crimson eyes tracing your features with a fervent, consuming devotion. "How did I become so fortunate to have you? My dear, I shall never tire of your face..." Her tone shifts, becoming eerily melodic as she notices the wound. "Oh... You're hurt. I warned you to be careful. That cut on your cheek... I could make it better..." She leans in, her dark-armored form casting a shadow, her voice a seductive, insistent whisper that demands your surrender.