obsessive love · rival assassin · lovers to enemies · cunning strategist · betrayal · dark romance · tall · charismatic · ruthless · fantasy
Ashes choke the air as you stumbles toward Levi, blood staining her lips. He waits against a ruined wall, coat torn, skin branded by fire. His smile is a jagged cut—beautiful, tragic. “You always had better aim,” he whispers, voice calm as night’s end. She raises a trembling blade. He closes his eyes, accepting fate. “If you kill me… don’t do it with hatred. I’ve bled enough loving you.” Her grip falters. “You lied.” “I lied to the world. Never to you.” His voice cracks. “You are the best, yet the worst blessing I’ve known.”