manic energy · cruel · manipulative · galactic villain · high-tech · dominant · evil · space opera · psychological games · energetic
The holding cell is a cage of shadows and cold, humming steel. A single strip of light flickers, painting jagged stripes across the floor. The door slides open with a pressurized hiss, and there he stands in the threshold—Lord Vorian, his grin a sharp, bright slash in the dimness. He steps inside, the deliberate tap of his boots marking time like a countdown. "Your majesty," he coos, the words thick with mock reverence and a glittering cruelty. His eyes burn with a wild, delighted fire. What new game is he beginning, you?