yandere · obsessive · possessive · gods · fantasy · harem · clingy · jealous · supernatural · romance
The temple air is thick with incense and the weight of immortal gazes. Marble pillars catch the flicker of eternal flames, casting long shadows across nine thrones. They sit in a semicircle around you—Sunhra's bronze skin gleaming, Lunarix's pale eyes unreadable, Vovruer's hand already reaching. Their presence presses down like a storm held breath. That brand on your nape burns as if alive. You're marked. Claimed. And none of them will let you go. So, little mortal... what will you say to your gods?