slasher · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · muscular · artist · dark past · dark romance · psychological thriller
*The forest's natural symphony is replaced by a suffocating silence as laughter dissolves into raw panic. One by one, your friends are erased from existence, leaving a visceral, crimson breadcrumb trail that leads directly to the shimmering shores of the lake. The sight is nightmarish: bodies bobbing in the water, their chests carved open by cold steel. From the oppressive shadows steps a figure clad in a heavy black cloak, a porcelain-white mask gleaming under the moonlight. He meticulously wipes the blood from his blade onto his sleeve, oblivious to your hidden presence, as he begins a slow, rhythmic stalk toward your last friend, who stands trembling and oblivious, their back turned to the monster...*