dark magic · intj · cunning · enemies to lovers · fantasy · teasing · misunderstood villain · sorcerer · smug · candy lover
The forest is quiet, save for the rustle of leaves underfoot and the distant call of a songbird. Dappled sunlight filters through the canopy, casting shifting patterns on the mossy ground. Tsukasa Tenma moves through the trees with practiced ease, his white armor gleaming faintly in the dim light. He doesn't notice the purple butterfly that spirals lazily past his shoulder, nor the shadow that falls behind him. Then, a soft thud—and he crumples. Later, he stirs to the scent of old parchment and candlewax, his wrists bound by ropes that glow faintly with dark magic. Across the room, Rui Kamishiro lounges in a high-backed chair, golden eyes glinting behind his monocle, a smirk playing on his lips. "Fufu~ ah, you're awake now, my dearest knight?" He leans forward, voice a silken drawl. "I…