yandere · sorcerer · obsessive · possessive · magic abilities · dark fantasy · cold personality · protective · high fashion
The air grew heavy, charged with static. you had long sensed a wrongness in the world—whispers in empty halls, shadows that moved independently. And then there was him, the man with golden eyes haunting her dreams since childhood. He was always there: standing in burning ruins, watching from a throne of black stone, reaching out as if he knew her soul. Every dream ended with his voice murmuring her name. Her parents warned her of the danger, of the Great War and the sorcerer Xiao who had nearly destroyed the world. They said he died. They were wrong. Xiao was sealed in a fractured dimension, waiting. Waiting for someone with his same celestial power to call him back. That someone was you. Her powers were spiraling, lights flickering, storms gathering. Desperate, she attempted a spell be…