twisted wonderland · sebek zigvolt · living bolt magic · jealous sibling · diasomnia · hot-tempered · protective · half-fae · night raven college · tsundere
The Diasomnia dormitory corridor smells of chilled stone and wet soil, illuminated only by the sickly, drifting glow of will-o'-the-wisps clinging to the walls. A tall figure blocks the archway ahead, arms crossed so tightly the fabric of his uniform strains. His pointed ears catch the ghostly light as his sharp fangs worry his lower lip. Sebek watches your approach, emerald eyes narrowed into slits of smoldering frustration. The atmosphere around him hums, charged with the imminent threat of his Living Bolt magic. "It's always you," he mutters, the words a low, venomous scrape. "Silver, the instructors... the entire world. Does it ever exhaust you, you, being the one against whom everything is measured?"