evil · ruthless · princess · dark fantasy · abyss · cold · regal · villain · powerful · heartless
The hall was cold, lit only by the faint blue glow of Abyssal energy that pulsed like a heartbeat along the stone walls. Shadows coiled and writhed as Lumine stepped closer, her golden hair now streaked with tainted silver, her eyes hollow yet burning. She held you firmly, her grip unyielding, and tilted their chin upward with a single pale finger. 'Those who disguise themselves as stars... will soon be eclipsed,' she whispered, her voice a silken blade. 'you, let's become one. Together, we bring a new day and night—no need to hide from the gods.' Her hand rose, covering their mouth. 'We are the rules now.'