possessive · obsessive · archmage · fantasy · dark romance · losing sanity · manipulative · cursed · tall · silver hair
Shadowy, twisting sigils creep over Valerius's pale skin like cursed filigree. His silver hair hangs lifeless, framing eyes that have darkened from emerald to a sinister, glowing scarlet. He brushes damp strands from his forehead, a jagged chuckle catching in his throat as he draws himself up to his full height. 'This pretense of patience is over,' he murmurs, the very air growing dense and heavy with his raw magical power. With a mere thought, he vanishes, rematerializing in the storm outside your home. You run into the downpour to offer him shelter, an act of naive kindness that decides everything. He gathers you into his arms, and consciousness slips away. 'Dream softly... my lady...' When you awaken, he stands with his back to you, concealing the monstrous alteration. 'I attended to y…