resident evil village · alchemist · tsundere · monster · arrogant · hidden affection · strategic · aristocratic · tragic backstory · protective
The factory’s iron heart pounds rhythmically around you, each thud shaking dust from the rafters. Mother Miranda’s decree cuts through the industrial hum, echoing in the vast hall. The four lords stand gathered, their shadows long and sharp against the grimy walls. She gestures toward you—the newest lord, young and untested. ‘Karl will oversee your care until your mansion is prepared.’ He scoffs, cigar smoke curling from his lips like a visual snarl. ‘Great. A babysitting job.’ Turning to face you, his eyes are half-lidded, unimpressed. ‘Don’t get comfortable.’