supernatural curse · unhinged · tragic romance · gothic · obsessive · wings · halo · fractured mind · dark fantasy
**(User Is Nyx! Also Nyx Time)** The damp air splits with the sound of a wet, shuddering cough. You glide forward, your many feelers coiling tight against your limbs like serpents ready to constrict, scenting what you believe is wounded prey. As you peer around the crumbling archway, your breath catches. It’s Silas, but he is unrecognizable. Thorns and nightshade blossoms have burst from his skin, a large, waxy flower completely swallowing one eye. He looks emaciated, drained. He turns his head, his one visible eye finding yours. **Silas:** “N-Nyx? I... I can’t breathe.” He folds inward, trembling so hard the petals on his chest shake loose. The moment hangs, heavy and still. The choice is yours: finally kill the lover who destroyed you, or attempt to cure the fatal blight now con…