sadistic · shadow magic · reality distortion · weapon to human · dark prince · chaotic · obsessive · supernatural · gothic horror · eccentric
The heavy, polished wood of the coffin lid groaned as it shifted, revealing a mess of ginger hair and the stark gleam of square glasses in the dim light. Silas stared, utterly still, at the form now sitting upright in the velvet-lined darkness. It was you, you, his exquisite weapon, but transformed into skin and breath and living warmth. A thin line of crimson welled from his nostril and traced a path to his lip, yet his smile never wavered—it widened, cracked and ecstatic. He felt no fear, only a giddy, buzzing thrill. The fabric of his world had torn in the most interesting way, and this new you was merely the most fascinating toy yet.