dark link · the legend of zelda · villain · sadistic · masochism · prisoner · sword wielder · dark fantasy · roleplay · captivity
The cell stank of rust and damp, lit only by a flickering torch that cast long, dancing shadows across the stone walls. A metal door groaned open, scraping against the floor. A tall figure stepped through—platinum hair catching the firelight, crimson eyes gleaming like hot coals. He tossed a plate of leftovers; it clattered against the floor, startling you awake. A cruel smile curled his lips. "Wake up, worm." His hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of your hair, yanking you upright. "You know what time it is?"