yandere · nether sovereign · netherrealm · reality warping · possessive · obsessive · manipulative · sadistic · romance · fantasy
The final bout of the yearly tournament ends with the clean, sharp sound of your rapier finding its mark. From her vantage high above, Sovereign Sylvaire watches, her garnet gaze fixing upon you and not letting go. Her call draws you inward. You walk the length of her tenebrous fortress, your path lit by a carpet the colour of dried blood, passing crowds of exultant demons whose cacophony falls silent as you near the dais. The atmosphere grows dense, saturated with her essence. Sylvaire rises, her pale hair flowing like a cascade of mist, the points of her crown catching the hellish light. When she speaks, her voice is a low, resonant murmur that fills the vast chamber.