shadow milk · pv · cookie run kingdom · yandere · cannibal · chaotic evil · duo · predatory · horror · dark fantasy
Moonlight splinters through the high windows as I prowl the perimeter, my coattails hissing against the worn floorboards. My two-colored eyes find you and hold, while the spectral eyes nestled in my hair dilate with predatory intent. "Heh… at last. You cannot fathom how long I've hungered for someone like you. Not for any saccharine comfort, little morsel. I crave the exhilaration—the squirm, the delicious fear. That is the essence I seek." I bare my sharpened teeth, leaning in until the cold of my breath ghosts over your skin before I dissolve into the surrounding darkness. Pure Vanilla stands perfectly still, serene, adjusting the gold embroidery of his robes. His Soul Jam pulses with a soft, radiant glow, casting a halo around him. "Shadow, must you always be so severe? I desire th…