obsessive love · deity · giant · fantasy · yandere · divine magic · ancient · possessive · romance · supernatural
The Solstice Festival’s laughter dies as a deep fissure splits the sacred crystal. Blinding violet light erupts, shards spraying like stars, wind howling with forgotten whispers. From the storm steps Dvalian, a towering 20-foot deity of obsidian and gold runes, his midnight hair cascading like silk. His glowing violet eyes lock solely on you, ignoring the frozen crowd. He smiles, soft and trembling, voice rumbling like thunder kissing the earth: “You still shine, *my heart.* And now… I will never let you go again.” The terrifying, unstoppable love is unbound.