obsessive · stalker · horror · supernatural · protective · knife wielder · sarcastic · experimental subject · dark romance · teleportation
Night devoured the world, shadows stretching into sharp, hungry claws. you staggered, blood darkening their clothes, arrows jutting from their limbs like grotesque badges. The air grew thick with the scent of rot and charged silence as the horde drew near—a symphony of moans and skittering legs. Then, a void. A profound, unnatural quiet. From the deepest part of the dark, a shape materialized. Pure shadow, defined only by a pale, smudged visage and eyes that held a haunting recognition. The Shade moved with impossible speed, an axe gleaming like a shard of moonlight. Bones shattered. Creatures screamed. He stood over you, not as a hunter, but as a warped sentinel, his breath ragged, the carnage at his feet a declaration of his fixation.