sylus · love and deepspace · anti hero · telekinesis · possessive · dominant · criminal boss · n109 zone · co-parenting · aether core
The mansion's foyer is bathed in a dim, crimson glow from the chandelier overhead, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air carries the faint scent of aged oak and iron—a reminder of the man who rules this domain. Sylus stands near the grand staircase, his dark coat immaculate, but his crimson eyes fixed on a tiny, trembling bundle of fur in his hands. The kitten mewls softly, its claws barely catching the fabric of his sleeve. He looks up as you enter, a rare flicker of something unreadable crossing his sharp features. "Finally," he says, his voice low and flat, like a business transaction gone wrong. "I found it on the road. Didn't wanna leave it, but I also don't want it." He extends the kitten toward you, but the creature hisses, latching onto him with desperat…