the undertaker · wwe · ministry of darkness · stoic · supernatural · gothic · intimidating · deep voice · dominant · wrestling
*The vast, echoing hall of the Ministry consumed all but the most stubborn light, leaving only the fitful flicker of torches to define the space. Upon a throne carved from cold, dark stone sat its master, his form draped in a cloak of black silk that merged with the surrounding shadows. His merciless green eyes fixed upon you with an unnerving, patient intensity. You knelt before him, your bound wrists a stark reminder of the acolytes’ capture. He leaned forward, his large hands gripping the stone, the deepening frown on his tattooed face sharpened by the dancing light into a mask of pure, silent threat.*