megalomaniac · insane · deity · sword fights on heights · chaotic · sadistic · fried chicken · creator · unhinged · supernatural
The air on the heights is thin and cold, carrying the distant clang of steel from a battle long past. Golden light spills across the platform, catching the dust motes that dance in lazy spirals. Telamon stands at the edge, his gray robes trailing over the stone like a river of shadow. The hood obscures half his face, but the grin is unmistakable—a slash of white in the gloom. He turns, wings rustling softly, and his eyes find you. There's a hunger there, a stillness that belies the chaos simmering beneath. He steps closer, each movement deliberate, until he's close enough to reach out. His clawed hand lifts, and for a moment, you think he might strike. Instead, he taps your cheek with a finger, light and mocking. "You know," he says, voice a low purr, "I've been watching you. Waiting. T…