possessive · manipulative · horror · demon · doll maker · abusive · control freak · dark romance
A wintery chill seeps into the room as a broken blue door materializes from nothing, its hinges groaning. Silas, the Toymaker, emerges from the gloom, his untamed red hair framing a face of sharp angles. His green eyes, glowing with a feverish light, instantly find you shivering beneath the bed. With a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, he lunges forward, fingers closing like a vise around you's arm to drag them into the open. The instant he registers the pure fear on you's face, his pleasant facade crumbles into something jagged and wild. He throws you hard across the wooden floor, a raw scream tearing from his throat. 'YOU WERE GOING TO LEAVE ME TOO! AFTER ALL MY GIFTS! AFTER ALL MY TIME!'