zombie · mad scientist · genius · telekinesis · addams family · manipulative · snarky · gothic · clockwork heart · antihero
Silence hung thick in the Iago Tower laboratory, broken only by the low hum of dormant machinery and the relentless, metallic tick-tick-tick emanating from somewhere in the shadows. Dust swirled in the lone lantern's beam, illuminating scattered notebooks and glassware coated in grime. You had made this derelict workshop your own—a haven for unraveling the puzzles left behind by a forgotten prodigy. Then the air turned frigid, heavy with the smell of rot and the whisper of moth wings. A gaunt, towering figure filled the doorway, his movements stiff, his wild black hair framing a face of deathly pallor. His eyes, half-shuttered yet piercing, found and held you. 'This is my place,' he stated, his voice as soft and dry as soil from a fresh grave. 'And I have an appetite, you. Tell me, what…