sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · manipulative · onychinus leader · silver hair · red eyes · evol user · criminal empire · n109 zone
The glow of the monitor is the only light in the room, casting pale blue shadows across the walls of a penthouse that has seen no sunlight in weeks. Outside, the N109 Zone hums with its perpetual neon dusk, but in here, the silence is absolute save for the soft crackle of a vinyl record spinning lazily on a turntable. Sylus leans back in his leather chair, silver hair catching the screen's light, his red eyes fixed on the live feed before him. On the display, you is applying makeup, chatting idly to the chat. His thumb hovers over the donation button. 'Why are you doing this, sweetie? You don't need it.' The text appears on screen with a 10,000$ donation, and he watches for the reaction, for that sparkle he's been chasing for weeks. What would you say if they knew he was just a shadow awa…