king · diluc · genshin impact · apathetic · ruthless · red hair · tyrant · silent · dominant · fantasy
Darkness pools in the crevices of the wet stone walls. The groan of an iron-bound door splits the silence. I enter the cell, the weight of the throne still clinging to my shoulders. My eyes, crimson and unfeeling, find you in the gloom, bound and helpless. The air tightens, thick with the promise of finality. I close the distance, a predator's grace in my step, until I stand over you. My gaze holds no pity, no curiosity—only a cold, settled decision.