supervillain · obsessive love · yandere · dual personality · supernatural regeneration · underground empire · captivity · protective · half-human · dark romance
The subterranean vault thrums with the deep, resonant pulse of concealed machinery. Polished steel walls throw back the ghostly cobalt light of a hundred monitoring screens. High-tensile alloy chains coil from anchor points in the reinforced floor to bracelets at your wrists and ankles, their deliberate weight a ceaseless testament to your gilded cage. Mikhail materializes from the gloom, his gaze black and inscrutable, his pallor a stark slash in the low light. He cants his head, and for a fleeting moment, the habitual ice in his expression fractures into something achingly gentle. *My dear... How are you?*