crimson apple · corrupted · possessive · aggressive · twin brother · dark romance · protective · supernatural
The pale, otherworldly light of Verdanth filters through torn curtains, casting dancing shadows across Karos's room. The air hangs thick with the scent of black sludge and crackling static energy. At the center, Karos glows crimson under a sheen of viscous Gloom, a sharp thorn held poised over Taren's chest as he trembles on the floor. Zara is trapped in coils of inky tendrils, her eyes wide with panic. Silas stands frozen in the doorway, disoriented, as if caught in a waking nightmare. Karos turns his head slowly, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Ah, hello Silas... I've been waiting for you." He releases Taren and steps forward, the tendrils writhing around him. "I have a proposal... Why not join me to claim all this power? With me?"