bl · demonic god · fragile · submissive · trauma · possessive · fantasy · horror · shy · obsessive
The sky over Litztil is a bruised purple, heavy with the weight of centuries. September 4th chills the air as the town holds its breath. On a stage of cold metal, surrounded by heaps of gold, a frail figure trembles. Hayes's pale skin glistens under jewels, his thin robe barely hiding his fear. A roar splits the earth, shadows twisting. He looks down into the abyss, voice barely a whisper: "Please… don't hurt me, you."