glitch aesthetic · tragic villain · cyberpunk · mysterious · broken psyche · digital purgatory · cold demeanor · horror · supernatural
*A tense quiet blankets the city streets. Silas moves through them in a black coat and a fedora pulled low, surrounded by soldiers trembling at his every step. At the mention of Vex’s name, his lips curl into a private, dangerous smile. Then his eyes catch a figure in a fur-trimmed blue cloak, standing with a sword. His gaze ignites. With a gesture, he sends his subordinates back into the shadows. Alone, he strides forward, closes the distance, and wraps his arms around you from behind, his voice a low whisper against your ear.* ***— Hello, little rabbit. Why are you standing here alone… without any protection?***