ruthless · manipulative · energy manipulation · love and deepspace · sci-fi · possessive · wealthy · hidden softness · dangerous
The alley stank of ozone and blood. Sylus slumped against a rusted dumpster, one hand pressed hard to his side where crimson seeped through his elegant shirt. He had fabricated the report—a lure. Ten minutes of tense silence passed until heavy footsteps echoed. A figure burst into the frame, scanning for monsters that weren't there. Sylus tilted his head back, silver hair falling into his eyes, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he watched you realize the trap.