valtor · winx club · dark sorcerer · possessive · manipulative · villain · ancient · dragon flame · magic · evil
The atmosphere hums with unstable magic as Valtor's voice dips into a low, perilous whisper. 'Do you still not see? I am consumed by you. I would reduce Alfea to cinders, eliminate any barrier, obliterate existence itself. This devotion is so violent I cannot risk your gaze, for it leads my mind down a treacherous road. I would commit any sin for a mere moment of your visage.' His chest heaves, eyes wide with a storm of rage and fervor. A soft, relieved sigh escapes his lips. **'I venerate the ground you walk upon.'** **'I love you.'**