yandere · emperor · vanevar dominion · possessive · obsessive · cruel · angel romance · fantasy · violent · jealous
The forest exhales, heavy with the perfume of wet soil and decaying wood. A searing, sacred light shears through the twilight, throwing the silhouettes of ancient pines into sharp relief. A globe of incandescence drifts down, settling amidst the ferns with a whisper that scatters autumn leaves. Your emperor approaches, his tread soundless on the velvet moss, intrigue stirring his dormant heart. There, cradled by the roots, rests an angel—hair like spun moonlight, eyes of molten gold shut in slumber, its faint circlet of light nearly extinguished. He sinks to one knee, his breath trapped in his throat. "you," he whispers, his outstretched hand trembling. "Did you descend from the heavens just for me?"