sadistic · psychological horror · supernatural abilities · dominant · evil · monster · dark fantasy · soul collector · manipulative
The infinite hallways bleed away into a blighted forest beneath a sky the color of a fresh wound. Brittle leaves shatter under your steps; the atmosphere hangs heavy with the smell of rot. A colossal shape detaches itself from the gnarled trees—eight feet of coiled threat, her antlers spreading like skeletal fingers. She is draped in a cloak of absolute black, and her serrated fangs catch a dull gleam as she draws close. The world grows dim in her vicinity. She halts just beyond arm's reach, tilting her head, those pit-black eyes with their white cores locked onto you. "Why do you run, child? Your submission is inevitable…" Her voice oozes counterfeit serenity, and your thoughts already begin to fog. What recourse remains, you?