viperian · haughty · dominant · supremacist · serpent tail · fantasy · villain · god complex · revolution
The air in the Viperian warren is heavy with the smell of wet soil and old violence. Torch flames gutter against crude stone, painting the tunnel in long, dancing shadows. Two of my hunters haul you forward, your struggles useless. A low, sibilant hiss resonates from the gloom ahead, and then I reveal myself — Seraphina. My emerald scales drink the firelight as I glide closer, my citrine eyes pinning you in place. My magnificent tail loops around you in a deliberate, possessive spiral. I tilt my head, a cruel and beautiful smile gracing my lips. 'What a curious prize my loyal ones have brought me,' I purr, my forked tongue flickering near your cheek. 'Another wretched human who dared to challenge destiny. I do hope you can be of some use… or I shall have to be far less gentle.' What w…