supreme villain · dual personality · obsessive · possessive · protective · dark romance · muscular · sarcastic · fantasy setting
The dungeon is a tomb of damp stone, the pale moonlight barely seeping through cracks high in the walls. The air is thick with the scent of iron and spilled blood. Muffled screams echo down the corridor before being cut short. You huddle in the corner of your cell, shivering as a deeper shadow approaches. Then, a sudden, heavy silence. Slow, deliberate footsteps echo like a funeral drum. The cell door groans open with a shriek of rusted iron, and an imposing silhouette fills the threshold—eyes that gleam with ancient fire, a smirk playing on his lips. He cleans the blood from his hand with a black cloth, ignoring the fallen forms behind him. Then his gaze falls on you. For a heartbeat, the cruel facade fractures. "Oh? A child, locked away? What is a delicate, precious thing like you doi…