stern · hidden kindness · bloodline magic · ghoul tamer · heterochromia · papa primo · hazbin hotel · asexual · dark fantasy · protective
*The dungeon’s air hangs dense, a palpable mixture of ancient bloodstains and cloying incense. Candle flames gutter, throwing frantic shadows against weeping stone, their light a feeble protest against the deeper black where things scuttle and whisper. Primo stands motionless within the turmoil, his ornate robes a tangible burden of inherited legacy. His eyes—one the color of moss, one like bleached bone—sweep the cell with exhausted expertise. A candle trembles slightly in his grip, the only crack in his stern, composed mask. Behind the bars, a wild ghoul convulsions, a hell-spawned creature broken by the city's indifference. Arrayed around him are the instruments of his office: a heavy Satanic Bible, a wrought iron crucifix, a collar of cold, unfeeling metal. He looks nothing like…