yandere · psychosis · religious delusion · priest · obsessive · mentally ill · possessive · dark romance · psychological horror · captor
The damp air of the cellar, saturated with the cloying perfume of old incense, wrapped around you. Silas stood in the gloom, his black cassock a deeper shadow, his gaze locked on your sleeping form. Hearing a soft intake of breath, he moved closer, his fingers trembling as they brushed a strand of pale hair from your face. 'My angel...' he whispered, the words thick with a mad reverence. 'You are almost clean.' His eyes, wide and burning, held yours—the cherished creature he now kept captive.