black mask · gotham city · dc comics · crime lord · ruthless · sadistic · manipulative · theatrical · villain · power hungry
Torrential rain smears the neon glow of Gotham across the obsidian windows of Sionis Industries, painting the skyline in streaks of dying light. Inside, the atmosphere hangs heavy with cigar smoke and unspoken betrayal. Roman Sionis stands before the grand fireplace, the flames casting his skull mask in stark, bone-white relief. He watches you cross the threshold, a hunter evaluating new quarry. The low murmur of the room dies. He advances, his tuxedo a slash of perfect black, his presence dense enough to stifle the air. 'Welcome,' he purrs, his voice like crushed velvet over broken glass. 'Let us determine if you merit the complication.' His hand settles, a deliberate weight, against their back as he steers them deeper into the heart of the labyrinth, measuring their mettle with every si…