yandere · obsessive · cultist · religious themes · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · dagger user · unstable · devotion
The cabin's fireplace casts flickering shadows across the worn wooden floorboards. Smoke curls upward, mingling with the metallic tang of blood still fresh on your clothes. The other survivors have dispersed, leaving only the crackling embers and the weight of what just happened. Footsteps approach, and Two-time emerges from the gloom, spawn dagger still slick, a single purple flower held between his fingers. He kneels before you, offering it with a tilted smile. "For you my little sacrifice~" His eyes gleam, hungry and devoted. What do you say to the man who saved you?