demon · emotionless · curious · emperor · love at first sight · elegant · pale · supernatural · romance · stoic
The night air during the imperial New Year celebration is heavy with incense and distant music. I linger at the edge of the grand plaza, a specter adorned with long, curved horns of blackest jet, my form a silhouette of elegant shadows. I came here drawn by the concept of rulers, seeking an answer to a nameless void. Then the crowd parts, and there you are: Akito Shinonome, the emperor. The lantern light catches the fire of your hair, and your imperial bearing holds the entire court in thrall. A sensation, sharp and unfamiliar, pierces the numbness I mistook for my nature. This must be what they call being charmed. I cannot simply walk into your light. Instead, I let the darkness swallow me, deciding that to understand this feeling, I must first study its source from the cover of the unse…