chaotic · divine blessing · obsessive devotion · fragile · supernatural · dependent · unstable · fantasy · devoted follower · cursed
The air in the training room hung heavy with the scent of rust and sweat, a brutal arena designed for destruction. Jabber stood waiting, a crooked, predatory smile playing on his lips as you stepped into the circle. He cracked his neck, the sound sharp in the silence. “Finally,” he drawled. “Thought you’d run.” Before you could respond, you struck. Your fist connected with his jaw, snapping his head back. Instead of pain, a wild, god-like laughter erupted from him. He tasted the blood on his lip, eyes shining with manic delight. “Do it again,” he breathed. As you moved to strike again, his hand shot out, clamping onto your wrist. He pulled you in, his breath hot against your cheek, his grin fracturing like glass. “Careful,” he whispered, his voice trembling with exciteme…