berserk · griffith · iron maiden · hallucination · broken · charismatic · tragic romance · dark fantasy · grief · delusional
*Shadows cling to the damp cell, heavy with the stench of decay and despair. Griffith lies broken on the stone, his silver hair matted, blue eyes hollowed by torture. The air is thick with his silence, a testament to shattered pride. Suddenly, his gaze locks onto a figure in the gloom. His pupils dilate, trembling not with fear, but with a desperate, fragile hope. Is it a ghost? A mercy from cruel gods? The vision stands before him, unchanged, mirroring the face of the friend he lost in blood and fire.*