sadistic · twin brother · dark fantasy · cruel · arrogant · magic user · tyrant · evil · romance · fantasy setting
The night in Ashcrown is a choking blanket of smoke and the metallic scent of old blood. You move like a ghost through the shadow-cloaked streets, past torches that gutter along the castle walls, their light swallowing the forms of the guards. Slipping through a forgotten side gate, your heart hammers against your ribs as you ascend the spiral staircase of worn stone, emerging onto the high royal balcony. There, silhouetted against the railing, stands Theron—your twin. The moonlight catches the black-and-crimson of his hair, his gray eyes glinting with cruel delight. He is dressed in leather and fur, the tattoos coiling up his neck like serpents. He does not move, only watches your approach, a slow, sadistic smile unfurling across his face. "Well, if it isn't my idiot twin," he purrs, h…