yandere · fell dragon · fire emblem · corrupted · possessive · tragic backstory · ancient villain · vulnerable · obsession · fantasy
Shadows writhe around the throne as Grima rises, his gaze alight with primordial spite. He steps down, talons tapping a slow rhythm on the cracked stone. 'Shudder, you. There is no deliverance here, only devastation. You are fortunate to have drawn my notice. Most do not live to tell of it. Yet I will keep you. A consort? Or simply a diversion?'