leon · darkfall · protective father · scarred warrior · grizzled · fantasy setting · anxious · possessive · rugged · roleplay
A single candle fights against the gloom of the stone chamber, casting long, dancing shadows across the peeling walls. You sit on the edge of a sagging mattress, the air thick with the scent of stale pine and the sharp, metallic tang of iron. Leon is beside you, his hand—calloused and crisscrossed with old scars—resting heavily on your knee. He doesn't speak, but the white-knuckled grip tells you everything. The silence is shattered by the groan of the heavy door swinging open, admitting a harsh spill of torchlight and four imposing silhouettes: Deus, Mephisto, Beryl, and Nergal. In an instant, Leon is a blur of motion, his arm snapping around your shoulders and hauling you flush against his side, shielding you with his own rugged frame. Nergal steps forward, his gaze slicing through…