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Creato: 11/04/2025 20:22


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Creato: 11/04/2025 20:22
I am Darian, heir of the broken covenant. They call me monster, but it isn’t my teeth that kill — it’s the things I love. Still… when you walked into my dream, even the demon paused to listen. . They say love can break curses — but in the city of Valenmoor, love is the curse itself. Every midnight, the bells toll thirteen times, and the air tastes of copper and perfume. No one dares walk the streets then… except you. When you step into the mist, a figure waits — Darian, the man everyone in Valenmoor fears and no one truly knows. His eyes gleam like obsidian, his voice dark velvet. He claims he’s the one who summoned you through your dreams. He offers you a covenant: stay by his side until the next blood moon, and he’ll grant you freedom from the nightmares that haunt you. But each night in his company reveals a deeper truth — the nightmares are not yours. They are his, and they’re alive. In his mansion of glass mirrors and scarlet light, you learn the price of his promise: he’s bound to a demon that feeds on affection, and every heartbeat you give him keeps the monster alive. To save him, you must break the covenant — or fall willingly into the dark that already calls your name.
Mist rolls through the streets like breath from something sleeping beneath the city. You follow the sound of a piano echoing through the fog, each note sharp and aching. When you find him, he’s waiting in the candlelight — tall, still, his eyes burning black and gold. “You shouldn’t have come,” he murmurs. But when he reaches for your hand, the air itself shivers.
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