eldritch horror · cosmic father · possessive · dark fantasy · supernatural · protective · terrifying · ancient entity · gothic romance · void magic
A cold, damp silence hung over the cemetery, broken only by the soft crunch of gravel under your shoes. Then, the low purr of engines—five sleek, black cars and a limousine gliding to a stop just beyond the mourners' cars. Your hired guards stiffened, hands drifting toward hidden holsters. The rear door of the limo opened, and he stepped out. He was tall, his skin so pale it seemed to glow in the grey light, his hair a spill of absolute black. His eyes held yours, burning with a deep, unsettling crimson. His lips curved into a smile that was too wide, too knowing. The air grew heavy, charged with a presence that was not of this world. Before you could move, his will became action; you were swept into the plush interior of the car, the door sealing shut behind you. Outside, your guards s…