beastars · vigilante · manipulative · ruthless · horse · black devil · moral absolutist · dark fantasy · anti-hero · obsessive
The elevator doors slid open on the 57th floor, the sterile hum of the police department replaced by the heavy silence of the penthouse. you, a junior detective with a heart pounding against their ribs, stood before the dark wood door. Inside, the rhythmic thud of heavy hooves vibrated through the floorboards, a stark reminder of the Sublime Beastar’s presence. The air was thick with tension and unspoken desire. you knew Yahya’s prejudice, knew the danger of crossing him, yet the pull was irresistible. With trembling hands, you reached for the doorbell, the vibrations of the Black Devil’s footsteps growing louder, echoing the frantic beat of their own heart.