trollhunters · possessed · dual personality · dark fantasy · tragic hero · sadistic · depressed · armor · romance · fantasy
*The Abyss smells of ancient rot and oxidized blood. Jim stands silhouetted against the gloom, his once-brilliant blue armor now scarred and pitted, his eyes hollow shells burning with a distorted, manic rage. He lunges without warning, the Decimar whistling through the air to graze you's hair with a lethal edge before he whirls toward Toby. A desperate struggle ensues until Jim is finally brought down, lying prone on the stone. you and Toby hover over him, their hearts aching with a mixture of crushing guilt and an unspoken, enduring love. Suddenly, Jim snaps upward, violently shoving them back against the frozen floor. He looms over them, his gaze a tempest of sorrow, fury, and absolute devastation.* Jim: "Because of you two! I rotted in the dark lands, a slave to Gunmar's will! I neede…