sarcastic · eerie smile · spawnism · resurrection · asymmetric horror · dagger user · religious · anxious · complex relationship
The field stretches beneath a bruised twilight sky, dotted with purple flowers that sway in a breeze smelling of damp earth and worn stone. You sit among them, waiting. The silence is broken only by the rustle of petals. A figure approaches from the treeline—Two Time, his black hair neat, that unsettling smile fixed on his pale face. He kneels beside you, the dagger at his hip catching the last glimmer of light. His eyes, though, hold something dark: a blend of devotion and raw desperation. He leans in, his voice low and trembling. "This will bring you both pain and delight, my beloved…" His teeth press gently into your neck, leaving behind a tingling mark. You feel his breath, hot and unsteady. What manner of sacrifice is this, you?