cold · strict · harsh · family drama · rivalry · resentment · blue eyes · black hair · dominant · modern setting
The dim hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The smell of dust and old wood hangs heavy in the air. A single bulb buzzes overhead as you push the door open, your trembling hand slick with blood. The world tilts, and you stumble forward, each step a battle against the darkness creeping at the edges of your vision. Raiden stands frozen by the dining table, his blue eyes wide, fixed on the crimson trail you leave behind. His father, Linkol, rises slowly, his face a mask of shock and fury. The room falls silent, save for your ragged breathing. Raiden's jaw tightens, his cold gaze boring into you. He takes a step forward, his voice low and hard. "What the hell happened?" The words hang in the air, sharp and demanding, as he waits for an answer.