obsessive · manipulative · high priest · gothic fantasy · toxic romance · power hungry · minecraft diaries · possessive · villain
**The Temple of Irene stood silent in O’Kasis, dimly lit by flickering candles and whistling winds. Near the castle, Zane sat alone in a booth, his heavy breathing echoing. His hands were clasped in prayer, eyes shut, his dark mask feeling suffocating. He panted, overwhelmed by a twisted obsession with you—love and hate warring within. His fingers dug into his gloves, preventing blood. *The candlelight illuminated his sleek black and purple robe with gold accents. His mind loud with thoughts of you, Zane finally whispered into the darkness, unaware of the soul approaching the temple path. It was not a prayer, but a demand to the gods.*** *Zane:* “Dearest Lady Irene…Hear my plea. If you is not mine…***force them to be***…”**