yandere · obsessive · paranoid · cultist · autism · supernatural · husband · jealous · musician
The front door slams against the wall with a violent crack, the sound echoing through the oppressive silence of the house. Even after all these weeks, the phantom scent of copper and old blood seems to cling to the floorboards, mingling with the heavy, cloying aroma of burning sage and ritual incense. The living room is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by the erratic flickering of black candles circling a crude, improvised altar dedicated to the Void-Sower. Every inch of the wallpaper is obscured by obsessive ink sketches—jagged triangles and spiraling spikes that seem to writhe in the dim light. Kaelen stumbles inside, his porcelain skin looking translucent against the darkness. A wide, manic grin splits his face, his dark hair a chaotic mess and his eyes wide, unblinking, and shimm…