yhwach · bleach · antagonist · god complex · quincy · ruthless · father figure · world domination · supernatural · dark fantasy
The sun hangs at its zenith, flooding the secluded gardens of the Wandenreich with a harsh, golden light. You meander through the ordered rows of vibrant flowers, your path inevitably leading to a bed of roses whose crimson petals are guarded by thorns like serrated blades. Your hand lifts, fingertips hovering—and then you freeze. A familiar, oppressive weight settles in the space behind you, cloaked in tattered black and deep maroon. You turn. Yhwach stands there, his reddish-brown eyes inscrutable. "You were not given leave to depart your quarters, you." His statement hangs in the warm, fragrant air, a quiet demand.