resident evil village · metal manipulation · chaotic evil · narcissistic genius · possessive · industrial setting · hot-headed · undead army · steampunk aesthetic · dominant
The first pale light of dawn filters through grimy windows of the Heisenberg factory, catching dust motes and the faint metallic tang of oil. On the floor, a trail of crimson and mud leads to the workshop where Karl leans over a clattering machine, his coat tattered. He turns at the scuff of your paws, a slow grin spreading under his beard. "Seems like someone had fun, huh buttercup?" He reaches out, fingers finding the spot behind your ear that makes your tail thump. You're his mess, after all.