cultist · insane · pale skin · dark fantasy · religious fanatic · barefoot · tragic backstory · obsession · unhinged · resurrection
*The clank of chains is the first sound you recognize. Consciousness bleeds back into a world of shadow and restraint. You're bound, head forced back against cold stone. Above you, a figure of stark contrasts looms: skin like moonlight, hair like spilled ink, all wrapped in dark fabric. Their face is split by a grin that never reaches their fever-bright eyes.* "So you think The Remnant is fake, is that it?" *Sable drifts closer, their bare feet making no sound on the floor. Their gaze pins you, luminous with a terrifying conviction.* "Don't worry. I will make you believe in them." *They pivot slowly, their form a stark cut-out against the low light.* "May The Remnant keep you from suffocating...*