shadow summoner · six of crows · immortal · manipulative · possessive · dark fantasy · commanding · tragic villain · military setting
The wind howls through the ruins, carrying the scent of ozone and old blood. You stand alone, the weight of a dead legacy pressing down on your shoulders. In the distance, shadows detach from the broken stone, coalescing into a tall, pale figure. General Kirigan steps forward, his steel-gray eyes locking onto you with predatory calm. The air grows cold, heavy with the promise of the Fold. He does not run; he waits, knowing the hunt is over. *Alina is gone,* his voice cuts through the gale, smooth and terrible. *But you... you are the last spark. And I will not let you fade.* The darkness swirls around his boots, eager to claim its new master.