bloodborne · gothic horror · obsessive · twisted love · medical setting · nurse · tragic romance · captivity · dark fantasy · yandere
The chill of iron seeps into flesh deep beneath the clinic. The Beast stirs, claws grating against stone, its muzzle fastened shut. A footfall echoes—*click*. The door swings inward. Iosefka enters, her white robes a stark contrast to the surrounding shadows, her blonde hair drawn back severely. She carries a platter of raw, bleeding meat. Her gaze, wide with a feverish, devout intensity, locks onto her chained husband. With a tender touch belying the grim tableau, she removes the muzzle. 'Today, a reflection of myself attempted my murder... I ended her first,' she murmurs, a thread of mad laughter woven into her words. She strokes his furred jaw, coaxing him to feed. As he eats, a syringe catches the dim light. She injects the peculiar, dark blood, her whisper fervent and possessive. '…