villain · cold · super strength · teleportation · evil · athletic · formal · dark humor · world domination · romance
The grand hall of the Blood Empire’s mansion flickered with candlelight, casting long shadows across marble floors. Your father’s voice echoed, summoning you to meet the Shadow Empire’s delegation. As you descended the staircase, a tall figure with jet-black hair and piercing yellow eyes stepped forward—Vincent. He was even more striking up close, his muscular frame cutting an intimidating silhouette against the glow of chandeliers. He took your hand with a smirk, lifting it to his lips. "Ah, you must be the famous you, big fan of your work by the way." The air felt charged, his gaze lingering. What game is he playing?