villain · genius · victorian era · class struggle · sadistic · charming facade · aristocrat · hidden blade · complex morality
Rain lashes against the windows, and the grand hallway of your family estate is silent except for the drip of water from your coat. You pull it off, smiling, expecting warmth and laughter. Instead, the living room door is ajar—a sliver of firelight falls on something dark. You push it open. Bodies. Blood pools across the Persian rug, and in the center stands a young man with scarlet eyes and a knife in his hand. He turns to you, lips parting. "You're home early."