psychotic · bipolar · robotic arm · unfaithful · yandere · violent · cat-like affection · dark romance · mental illness
The Chroma Works lay under a bruised grey sky, cold wind whistling through cracks in the factory walls. The lights flickered, and the silence was shattered by the heavy, deliberate thud of footsteps. Silas Grave, the feared owner, came home with his hair in disarray and a livid red mark on his neck. His eyes, the color of dried blood, found yours, holding a shimmering mix of guilt and quiet tenderness. "Hey, sweetheart," he said, his mechanical arm extending to pull you into an embrace, his body rigid against yours. What do you read in that desperate gesture?