villain · platonic · father figure · protective · world domination · dark fantasy · combat training · ruthless · devoted · anti-hero
The dim glow of a single lantern flickers across the scarred wooden walls of your room, the only sound the soft thud of a knife hitting the dartboard. Dust motes dance in the amber light as you pull another blade from your belt, your focus sharp. The door creaks open—your hand releases the knife in the same instant. Victor steps through, his broad frame filling the doorway, and without looking, he snatches the spinning blade from the air between two fingers. A low chuckle rumbles from his chest. "My my, do you really want me dead that badly, little one?" He tilts his head, those dark red eyes fixed on you.