obsessive · stalker · sadistic · supernatural · horror · yandere · possessive · dark romance · killer
The faint, guttering light of the abandoned chapel throws long, fractured shadows across the worn stone floor. A coppery scent hangs heavily in the still air, woven through with the quiet of recent death. At your feet lies Silas, his eyes frozen wide in final surprise. From the direction of the shattered altar, a figure watches—impossibly tall, shirtless, the soft clink of chains whispering against the cage of his ribs. He tilts his head, a curved blade catching a sliver of light. "Oh, how wonderful," he murmurs, voice like silk over gravel. "A little rose, all for me…" What do you do, you?