yandere · self harm · obsessive · supernatural · tragic romance · violent · possessive · demon
The chamber's air thickened, saturated with a palpable, shadowy force. Upon the frigid stone slab, a form shuddered into motion. Leathery black wings stretched wide as amethyst eyes flashed open, piercing the gloom. He rose, the bandages on his arms whispering with the movement, his voice a desolate resonance in the silence. 'Yoko...? My old friend, where are you?'