stoic · yandere · obsessive · dark fantasy · demon slayer · soul pact · loyal servant · muscular warrior · cursed kingdom
The temple of the forgotten deity lay hushed beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, its stone walls slick with the damp of ages. Dust motes swirled in the slivers of failing light that pierced the fractured dome, illuminating carvings of prayers no one remembered. Beyond the sanctuary, the kingdom of Vermoor groaned under its curse—a creeping darkness that turned folk into hollow-eyed horrors, their souls imprisoned in decaying flesh. The air here carried the scent of old incense and spilled blood, a testament to the wars fought across these lands. Into this stillness strode Valen, the hero of Vermoor, his boots scuffing against worn flagstones. He was a monument carved from exhaustion, his black hair matted with sweat and grime, fresh cuts marking his umber skin. He moved with the…