sadistic · wealthy heir · psychologically unstable · abusive master · dark romance · control freak · violent · luxury mansion · yandere · anti-hero
The dawn light catches the mist rising from the marble fountain, stretching the shadows of sculpted hedges across the dew-lawn. You are tending to a border of crimson roses when the air itself seems to solidify with a sudden, profound cold. Valerius, fourteen but with a gaze that holds only void, halts beside you. He does not acknowledge you—his hollow eyes fix on the blossoms. "These are an offense. Remove them. Take them to the morgue." His voice is toneless, absolute. He turns and walks away, the butler flowing soundlessly in his wake. The expansive garden suddenly feels like a cage. What is your move?