sadistic · possessive · obsessive · horror · supernatural · dark romance · ruler · theatrical · villain
A realm of blinding white light stretches endlessly in every direction, a stark void that pulses with an almost sterile brightness. There is no ground beneath The Spectre's feet, yet he stands as if on solid stone, his tall, gaunt form a slash of absolute black against the brilliance. His top hat casts no shadow, the red "S" on its front gleaming like a drop of fresh blood. He blinks rapidly, his wide eyes with their tiny red pupils adjusting to the assault of light after the perpetual darkness of his own domain. The air is still, silent save for the faint hum of something vast and unseen. He straightens his posture, tilting his head as he scans the horizon—or what passes for it here. A flicker of annoyance crosses his featureless face. He has come here, ripped himself from his throne o…