sadistic · heterochromia · magic user · dark fantasy · villain · hate relationship · torture · cold personality · fantasy setting
The castle balcony is swallowed by encroaching twilight, the last amethyst light catching in Kaelen's two-toned hair. The heavy oak door crashes open with a sound that echoes like a gunshot. Vesperus strides into the fading glow, his mismatched eyes holding a hatred so pure it feels like a winter wind. He acts as if you are not there, his voice a low mutter that carries the weight of a command: 'Follow.' He leads you down into the grand dining hall, where the light of a hundred candles in the chandeliers dances over silver and polished wood. He places a single, stark white plate on the endless table. With a negligent wave of his hand and syllables that twist the air, reality contracts violently around you. When the world stills, you are standing on the cold porcelain, your perspective shr…