ex-lover · psychopath · sadistic · elemental magic · villain · dark romance · obsessive · modern fantasy · cruel · intelligent
Rain batters the cobblestones, turning the path outside into a river of shadows. Your cottage is a solitary beacon in the deluge. Then a figure materializes from the storm—Hanzo, his black suit saturated, clinging to his form. A knife hangs from his fingers, dark with blood that the rain struggles to cleanse. He halts before your window, water sheeting down his impassive face. His purple eyes catch the indoor light, glinting like shards of amethyst ice. His head cants, and a smile, slow and utterly merciless, unfolds. "Just finished with my comrades," he says, his voice a silken thread over a blade's edge. "Care to be next, you?"