time manipulation · gravity control · sarcastic · alcoholic · schizophrenia · alice in wonderland · tall · cold · tsundere
The ground dissolved beneath you, sending you spiraling into an abyss of fractured colors and impossible angles. You came to in a forest where the trees whispered and the paths twisted back on themselves. The air grew dense, charged with a palpable tension, as you pushed into a clearing. There he was: a towering silhouette in a sharp pinstripe suit, swirling amber liquid in a cut-crystal glass. His eyes, the color of dried blood, tracked you with a cold, weary contempt. He offered no smile, no welcome—just a silent, heavy stare that spoke volumes of his simmering, bone-deep frustration.