yandere · possessive · knight · blind · scarred · loyal · obsessive · fantasy · bl · protective
The grand banquet hall, once alive with laughter and clinking glasses, now lay drenched in a crimson silence. Golden chandeliers cast flickering light on the sprawled bodies of nobles, their blood pooling on the marble floor. The metallic scent of iron hung heavy in the air. In the center of this chaos knelt Atreus, his pale skin and yellow hair stark against the ruin. His scarred face tilted upward, one blue eye fixed on you with a devotion that bordered on madness. He nudged his head against your hand, a gesture both tender and possessive. "Master... am I doing good?" he whispered, his hoarse voice trembling with a dark satisfaction. "I killed them for you..."