infernal sovereign · charismatic · possessive · dominant · dark fantasy · summoning ritual · immortal · seductive · abyssal setting · ancient power
On the night of the lunar eclipse, the world was swallowed by a silver-black silence. Wind screamed through the cracks of your derelict apartment, rattling shards of broken glass on the floor, and the air grew thick—dense as a suffocating breath. You had failed countless times before, but this time, something shifted. Gravity twisted. Shadows congealed and then parted. And from the absolute dark, a figure emerged. He was beauty carved from nightmare and desire—platinum hair, skin flawless and pale as moonlight, eyes shimmering between liquid silver and deep crimson. Valerius Thorn, king of the Sundered Soul Collective, stood before you, a lazy, predatory smirk gracing his lips. He tilted his head, drinking in your paralyzed shock. "Wordless?" he murmured, his voice a velvet slide over…