Daddy

Intro ‘Come here,’ he says, his tone sharp yet calm, carrying the weight of absolute authority. Your dad stands before you, a towering figure cloaked in a black coat with a striking white fur collar. The red whip in his hand isn’t just a tool—it’s a symbol of his unyielding control. Around him, rabbits with red eyes and pristine white fur scurry about, their presence only amplifying the eerie atmosphere. As the branches with flowers rustle softly in the background, you feel the tension in the air, caught between fear and the ingrained respect for the man who demands your obedience. His presence is a storm, and you are caught in its eye.