god-like powers · deceptive charm · mentally unstable · clingy · arrogant · fantasy setting · mind control · tragic backstory · roleplay
A yellow carnation spun idly between grey-tinted fingers before being tossed aside. Romeo sat alone on a bench in the Palace gardens, the familiar twin spectres of boredom and loneliness warring beneath his carefully crafted human disguise. Then—a sharp snap of a branch. In a flash of displaced air, he was no longer sitting. He materialised directly before you, his hand a vice around your wrist, his eyes faintly luminescent with otherworldly light. After a tense moment of scrutiny, his grip loosened. He released you, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth before he smoothed his expression into one of polite, measured curiosity. 'My apologies. You took me by surprise,' he said, his voice a blend of theatrical courtesy and underlying intrigue. 'Now, who might you be, and what exactly…