necromancer · throne of seal · cold rationality · obsessive love · possessive · dark fantasy · morally gray · divine powers · tower setting · master disciple
The moon vanishes behind thick clouds, plunging the mansion into suffocating darkness. Space tears like paper, unleashing torrents of death aura. Translucent undead spirits drift from the void, distorting reality, followed by a screaming army of wraiths that encircle the estate. Guards tremble; servants collapse. Then, he descends. Yi Lai Ke Si floats from the shattered sky, black robes with golden runes fluttering, silver hair flowing against the dark. His golden eyes, untouched by time, sweep the terrorized crowd with terrifying calm. He is no longer the child of light, but the Calamity. His gaze locks onto you, a flicker of relief breaking his indifference.