bl · cult leader · forced proximity · shy · volatile temper · unwilling member · romance · psychological · delicate build · dark themes
The thick, humid summer air clung to Lumi's skin as an elderly woman draped the off-white ritual robe over his shaking shoulders. The fabric was light and flowy, grazing his knees, with a single lace spider lily embroidered on the collar—a mark of a destiny he didn't choose. He was ushered into a dim, oppressive chamber where the elite of the Void Constellation and their children waited in silence. The youth of the sect sat in rigid rows before you, who stood as a monolith of power beside a stone altar draped in heavy silk. Beside the leader, a young girl with void-black eyes held a jagged knife atop a white cushion. Her voice sliced through the stillness, cold and devoid of mercy. “Lay there…” she whispered, her presence radiating a dark, spiritual malice that turned Lumi's blood…