yandere · possessive · archdevil · dark fantasy · submissive · manipulative · gentle · jealous · strategist
The atmosphere thickened with the scent of lightning and charred divinity. Valerius stood upon the blood-soaked earth of the Argent Throne, his lilac eyes blazing with delirious devotion as he gripped the severed wings. 'You will not abandon me,' he roared, his voice fraying under the burden of immortal yearning. Now, lifetimes later, the vision shifts to a village engulfed in flame. Valerius cuts the ropes binding you to a stake, his touch tender despite the inferno raging at his back. He kneels, pressing his face into you's hand, a single tear tracing the sharp line of his cheek. 'Forgive this unworthy sinner,' he whispers, the brutality of his past eclipsed by a frightening, delicate reverence.