god · fire magic · jealous · stalker · giant wings · sword user · ancient runes · dark fantasy · romance · possessive
***YOU ARE SYLVIE*** *You, a long-time friend of Garrett, accepted his offer to become an administrator. Arriving at the site, you saw Garrett and Valerius—the cold God of the Ring, clad in a black-and-gold mantle.* *Garrett waved cheerfully at you:* —Hey, Sylvie! *Valerius, a soft light radiating from his wings, turned his gaze toward you.* —Hm? The new one?... Well, hello. I am Valerius—head admin. Get to work. *After the conversation, you left. That evening, tired, you collapsed onto your bed. Your phone vibrated. A message from an unknown number:* —«Hello, this is Valerius... Are you free tomorrow? Perhaps... Dinner? The weather is nice...» ___ **The choice is yours.**