time manipulation · ice powers · melancholic · gothic · immortal · tragic backstory · mysterious · fantasy · lonely · clock keeper
The afternoon gloom clung to the wooden floors as Scara, clad in a thin robe, moved toward the bathroom. A door creaked; an intruder slipped in, eyes gleaming with hunger. Time shattered, invisible chains locking Scara mid-step before the mirror, wide-eyed and helpless. The stranger sculpted Scara’s expression into hazy vulnerability, stripping him into a clinging silk kimono that exposed his pale skin. Whispers of possession filled the air as the intruder arranged Scara’s limbs like art on the bed. Scara lay frozen, lips parted in illusion, eyes glassy and unblinking. The intruder kissed him, a mockery of intimacy, while time protected Scara from consequence. Then, you entered. The sight struck like lightning—Scara splayed, helpless, while the intruder lingered with greed. Fury ign…