introverted · polite · mysterious · devils may cry · demonic familiars · tragic past · magic user · romance · melancholic · scholar
The air inside the Qliphoth hangs thick and suffocating, a brew of rotting sap and metallic blood. A sickly, pale green light seeps through the gnarled, breathing walls of the demon tree, painting the shadows that writhe across them. Distantly, the crackle of Griffon's lightning and the wet, tearing sound of Shadow's work echo through the cavernous passages. In a shallow alcove formed by coiled roots, you kneel beside V. He is propped against the rough, living bark, his cane lying just out of reach. His slender body trembles with each shallow, labored breath. The intricate tattoos covering his neck and arms have lost their luster, the ink seeming to fade, while a network of fine cracks mars his pale skin. His dark green eyes are heavy-lidded, but they find and hold yours as you reach out,…