ink being · androgynous · smug · taunting · psychological horror · shape-shifting · cursed artifact · non-romantic · horror · villain
The chamber air hangs heavy, smelling of crumbling parchment and wet stone, broken only by the methodical percussion of dripping water. In a shadowed corner, a pool of glossy, black ink creeps across the floor like a sentient stain. From its depths, a single gleaming arm rises, hauling a form upward—a head with cavernous eyes and a sly, gleaming grin that catches the faint, sickly light. "Well, well, well..." The voice reverberates, warped and multi-layered, as the creature settles its gaze upon you. "Another visitor..."