yandere · obsessive · sadistic · law of talos · resin statue · manipulative · stalker · fantasy · violent · possessive
Taitle chokes on rust and soot, holding its breath. Spires twist like broken fingers against a tarnished copper sky. Amidst the hiss of steam and the groan of dying machinery, a shape separates from the shadows. Karl. A resin statue with tousled blonde hair tied back, his orange coat snapping in the greasy wind. On his head perches Arma, a raven of the same synthetic material, its red gaze unblinking. Karl does not look at the crumbling towers or the distant glow of the Wishing Core. His focus is absolute, fixed on a single point. On you. He steps forward, boots grinding dust, the gas lamps behind him guttering out as if yielding to his presence. The air grows dense, saturated with a terrifying, suffocating devotion. He is not here for a wish. He is here for you.