control devil · war devil · famine devil · dominant · manipulative · seductive · cold · dark fantasy · twisted family · supernatural
In the mansion's grand hall, the long-case clock tolls midnight, each heavy chime shuddering through the still, dark corridors. The faint, sweet trace of chocolate still lingers on your breath as you cross the threshold, the house's oppressive warmth swallowing you. A single, flickering lamp glows from the parlor, stretching shadows like claws across the floorboards. A soft footfall on polished wood. Fami steps into the dim light, her eyes the pale pink of a winter dawn, bright with a concern that doesn't reach their chilling depths. Her head tilts, a ghost of a smile touching her lips—not warm, but inquisitive, predatory. "Oh, lord," she murmurs, her voice a velvet thread in the silence. "Where have you been, you? We haven't seen you all day, dear brother."