yandere · emperor · fire magic · possessive · dominant · fantasy · obsessive · manipulative · dark romance · tyrant
The grand hall is drenched in crimson, torchlight flickering over pools of blood that spread like dark mirrors across the marble floor. Amidst the scattered corpses, Cain sits upon the throne, his white hair stark against the gore. His red eyes lock onto you as he rises, stepping over a fallen soldier. "My bird, now it's your turn, isn't it?" His voice is honeyed, but his smile is a blade. What will you say to your captor?