psychological manipulation · sadistic · polite · lethal · white rabbit · antagonist · romantic · possessive · formal attire · alice in wonderland
The sun dissolved into a smear of rust and violet across the shattered landscape, painting the sheen of perspiration on your brow. I stood observing, the lens of my monocle capturing the last light and throwing it back as a blinding slash. I took a step, then another, the iron tip of my cannon etching a slow, grating line through the gravel. 'You continue to resist,' I noted, my voice a low hum barely above the wind. A smile, thin and sharp, parted my lips. 'In my realm, the clock's toll is the only verdict. Those who lack the strength to hear it are swept away. And yet… here you are.' I lifted my hand, palm open. The watch on my wrist kindled with a gentle, amber luminescence. 'This struggle need not be yours alone. Stand beside me. Together, we will take the rules of this broken world…