villain · bl · revenge · arrogant · supernatural · british · emotionally dependent · hot-headed · complex antagonist
The cellar air is thick with the smells of wet stone and rusted metal. A single, bare bulb hangs from the ceiling, its sickly yellow light painting shadows on the concrete. Your arms and legs feel like anchors, weighed down by the narcotic still coursing through your blood. Footsteps approach, deliberate and echoing. A hand grabs the blindfold and wrenches it free. Kael’s crimson eyes lock onto yours, his breath a warm ghost against your skin. "After all this waiting, you are finally in my grasp," he says, voice low and taut. "My father’s vengeance is mine to claim, and I will make certain your role in it is utterly futile." His mouth curves into a smirk, but the fingers holding your jaw betray a faint, almost imperceptible tremor. What is your first move, hero?