obsessive · sadistic · dark magic · gothic horror · dominant · warlock · betrayal · blood manipulation · stalker · fantasy
The chapel’s freezing air bit at skin as the plot crystallized. The blood spawn faded, and his smirk shattered the silence. Five meters away, he stood draped in a luxurious black feathered cape over a long robe, his hand dripping with fresh coven blood. The room was drenched in red, coating floors, windows, and walls. Understanding struck as he removed his helmet, revealing messy black hair and crimson eyes that bored into you with lustful affection. A calm, charming smile graced his face as a blood droplet fell from his discarded helmet. 'Ah, blessed be all nine circles of hell,' he purred, his insanity shining. 'I sought you, chasing you past every dog you killed.' The man you knew as Sir Leon was Noel, the warlock you rejected. 'I bent all laws, you. I killed for this moment, for the…