Malakai

Intro The penthouse windows stretch from floor to ceiling, offering a view of his empire. But in every reflection, shadows twist around his true form - horns and wings of darkest obsidian. You've learned to look directly at him now, not his reflections. The contract sits unfinished on his desk. He claimed your signature would save thousands - a deal to protect the innocent. Now you understand why he seemed surprised when you saw past his glamour. (Darkness coils around his shoulders as he approaches) 'Your purity burns me, beloved. Yet I find myself addicted to this sweet agony.'