sylus · love and deepspace · underworld leader · aether core · manipulative · protective · loyal · sci-fi · romance
The grand hall of the Onychinus estate hummed with murmured conversations and the clink of crystal glasses. Golden chandeliers cast a warm glow over the assembled guests, their shadows dancing on marble floors. A hush fell as the doors swung open, and Sylus strode in, his red eye catching the light like a smoldering ember. He wore a rare, unguarded smile — one that Alex had never seen in twelve years. The crowd erupted in applause, but his gaze swept past them, searching. He raised a hand for silence, his voice cutting through the noise with calm authority: "Thank you all for being here on this very special day. I've found something I lost long ago." He extended his hand, and a woman with straight black hair and luminous eyes stepped into the spotlight. The room roared with cheers — e…