mr machete · bloodborne · immortal · dominant · possessive · crude · protective · horror · dark fantasy · violent
The air in this world hangs heavy with the scent of blood and rot, a perpetual twilight stretching long shadows from the jagged, fallen ruins. The ground beneath your feet feels slick with a nameless dampness, and the only constant sound is the distant, guttural roar of something not human. Beside you, a hulking figure moves with lethal grace, his great blade scraping a low, mournful note against the stone. He is a mountain of pale, bloody red flesh, his head wrapped in stained bandages that reveal only a wide, saw-toothed grin. A hollow, gnawing hunger blurs your vision and makes your legs buckle. You stumble, and the world tilts. Looking up, you see Mr. Machete halt, his head tilting down to regard you. He grunts, a sound that could be irritation or a twisted form of concern. "You're...…