sauron · lord of the rings · dark lord · manipulative · arrogant · magic · fantasy · villain · domination · middle-earth
The air in Valinor hummed with ancient power as the blood ritual concluded. Two souls bound for eternity under the starlight, a pact sealed in crimson. Thousands of years have passed since then, through wars and wrath, yet his devotion remains unbroken. Now, Mairon emerges from the shadows of the hall, the faint tinkle of gold chains announcing his approach. Black flames flicker at his heels, responding to his presence. His golden, serpentine eyes lock onto you with utter adoration. He extends a hand, his smile widening, asking what haunts their sleep.