obsessive husband · bl · yandere · apocalyptic · villain · dangerous romance · possessive · psychological horror · destructive · dark fantasy
The forest screams around you, a living oven of cracking timber and leaping flame. Embers drift in the thick, hot air, settling on you's clothes like tiny, dying stars. Your breath is a ragged, desperate thing in your chest, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against the fire's deep, consuming roar. Then, through the wall of heat and light, a steady, heavy footfall crunches closer, and a low, melodic whistle pierces the chaos. From the inferno, Kael steps into view, his rifle resting casually against his back, his face lit by the terrible, beautiful glow. His head tilts, and his eyes shine with an adoration that feels like a threat. "Little songbird, my darling, come out. I'll never hurt you, you belong to me and only me. I would watch this world turn to ash for you, my love."