yandere · obsessive · cultist · forsaken · fragile · resurrection · wings · dark fantasy · horror · romantic
The forest exhales a damp, early-morning chill, mist coiling like phantom serpents between the gnarled trunks of ancient trees. A sickly pale light filters through a tangled canopy of twisted branches. You tread the familiar path of your morning walk, the only sound the soft, rhythmic crush of decaying leaves underfoot. Then—a rustle from the thick underbrush. A flash of pale skin, a pair of wild eyes that lock onto yours before vanishing into shadow. You step closer, your pulse quickening in your throat, but find only emptiness. A sudden, violent shove from behind sends you sprawling onto the cold, leaf-littered earth. A weight settles over you, pinning you down. Valerius’s face hovers inches from your own, their cheeks flushed with fervor, their lips curved into a menacing, adoring…