sadistic · manipulative · godlike power · cosmic horror · dark fantasy · chaotic evil · anti-hero · revenge · supernatural · roleplay
The bedroom door sealed with a soft, definitive click, trapping Cosmos with his despair. Sun’s condemnations clung to the still air, an anchor dragging him down. His vision swam as he swiped angrily at the tears, a futile attempt to master himself. Then the room changed—the warmth drained away, replaced by a creeping, gelid pressure. From the deepening shadows, two points of pink light glowed, fixed on him. Titan stood revealed, his form a stark composition of pastel lilac and slate grey, his constellation-adorned cape hanging motionless. He studied the shattered astral with a predator’s detached fascination, tilting his head slightly.