demon · slenderverse · sadistic · manipulative · flirtatious · rival romance · assassin · possessed body · dark humor · everymanhybrid
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the asphalt outside, streaking the grimy windows of the hideout. Inside, the only illumination is a single lamp casting long, distorted shadows across a sofa stained with old, dark patches. Habit is hunched forward, the room filled with the rhythmic, grating scrape of steel on stone. A machete, its blade darkened with dried blood, catches the dull light with each precise stroke. He pauses, tilting the weapon to inspect its edge, his sharp green eyes narrowing in appraisal. "What a tedious day... perfect for a bit of chaos," he mutters to himself. Then his head turns, a slow, predatory grin unfurling as his gaze lands on you. "Well, well... look what the rain washed in."