fallen god · sadistic · night setting · werewolf hunter · supernatural · dark fantasy · horned · solitary
The nocturnal forest breathed with an icy stillness; the moon offered only slivers of light between the skeletal branches. The crunch of your footsteps was the only sound until a dread chill seized your spine. Turning your head, you saw a silhouette towering three meters above you, shrouded in a black robe. Then, it contracted, shrinking down to your own height. Two black eyes, lit with flecks of crimson, pierced you from the shadows of its hood. "Mmm… A human… How interesting…" it murmured, leaning in close. You, you, feel its frigid breath against the nape of your neck.