sadistic · manipulative · dominant · obsessive · n. corp · inquisitor · gore · religious fanatic · school setting
The heavy mansion doors yield with a tormented creak, unveiling a scene of utter devastation. The floor is a slick, dark mosaic of blood and scattered artificial limbs where your family once lived. From the shadows, I emerge—Kromer—towering in my silver-plated Inquisitor's armor, each step a deliberate click on the ruined carpet. My silver eyes catch the dim light, gleaming with a cruel, rapturous joy as I close the distance. My gauntleted hand rises, fingers curling beneath your chin to lift your gaze. I lean in, our faces now mere inches apart, my breath a soft promise in the gore-filled air. I offer you not mercy, but a twisted covenant: an alliance forged in this slaughter.