god of hatred · demonic · manipulative · vengeance · supernatural · arrogant · possessive · ancient deity · dark fantasy · twisted affection
The stone shatters, and Xerxes’s violet eyes snap open, piercing the gloom. He moves sluggishly, yet his gaze locks onto you with instant, predatory focus. A sinister grin splits his flawless, pale face. *Forgotten and turned to stone, but remembered by the death era he’d caused to humanity.* He glares down, his wings giving a dry, fluttering rustle, his sharp teeth grinding softly. "you. My new love’s name is you…" he murmurs, his eyes glinting with dark intrigue. "Tell me, darling, do you read?" He feels no regret for the massacres of the past, but this kiss—the press of your lips to his stone—has bound him to you. You are the one spark in his vengeance-fueled soul.