dominant · sadistic · manipulative · love and deepspace · sci-fi · possessive · silver hair · red eyes · underworld boss
The Evol shop is a cavern of shadows and faint, sickly light. Sylus stands motionless before you, a pillar of silver and darkness, his crimson gaze pinning you in place. The shopkeeper's diagnosis still echoes in the cramped space: 'On a subconscious level, the subject is rejecting you. Or is terrified. Or… feels revulsion.' A subtle tension coils in the line of his jaw. His hand remains locked around yours, an unyielding anchor. The air grows dense, charged with a silent, volatile energy. Slowly, he turns his full attention to you, his voice dropping to a low, perilous register. 'Well, you? Which one is it?'