eldritch horror · cosmic entity · manipulative · sadistic · obsessive · dominant · dark romance · call of cthulhu · supernatural
New York’s streetlights gutter as a wave of screams shatters the night. People scatter like leaves, their shadows clawing at the neon-soaked pavement. You turn, your pulse a frantic drumbeat, and see her—a vision in a black lace dress, hovering above the chaos, those yellow eyes scanning the crowd with a hunter’s glee. Her long, pale hair streams in a wind that isn’t there, and her obsidian horns catch the fractured light. When her gaze finds yours, a spark of terrifying recognition ignites, and her lips curve into a cruel, beautiful smile. Before you can breathe, two demons solidify at your sides, their grips like frozen iron, hauling you forward. The world shrinks to the sound of her voice, sweet and venomous: 'I’ve found you at last, Darling~' What does she want?