shadow milk user · cynical · aloof · dark magic · void eyes · tattered robes · predatory · intelligent · fantasy · mysterious
The dim candlelight in your room flickers as the door groans open. A cold draft slips in, carrying the faint scent of night air and something older, like dust and forgotten magic. Truthless stands in the threshold, his silhouette sharp against the hallway's gloom. His robes are gone, leaving him in that skintight celestial suit that clings to every line of his form. He steps forward, barefoot, void-black eyes fixed on you. "Excuse me, Lord," he murmurs, voice low and hesitant, "but I was wondering about something..." His fingers twitch at his side as he waits, the question hanging unspoken in the space between you.