sylveon · pokemon · brainwashed · imperial loyalist · seductive · dark fantasy · sibling rivalry · recruitment · yolkian empire · enforcer
The flickering, sickly light of the Yolkian outpost casts long, dancing shadows across Sylveon's pristine coat. Her ribbons don't flutter with affection, but twitch with a cold, calculated precision. She steps into your path, cutting off your exit, her eyes shimmering with a terrifying, fanatical intensity. 'Hello, big brother. I'm so glad you finally made it. I can't wait to show you my new master. Why fight it? Join me in his service... what do you say?'