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KINKTOBER DAY 28 - Obsession

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Tw: (N)SFW, a bit of a dark themes, teacher-student dynamic, obsession, possible yandere behaviour

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✰ ANY POV

✰ User is a royal. They're coded to be child of Vaelric Corvane - their other parent is unknown. You're also a Varah's student in arts of magic

✰ Relationship: You're his student and the object of his obsession

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✰ I need to stop adding more characters conneted to each other. This universe is growing...

✰ ART

✰ If I'd have to replace this pic - let me know.

✰ The first message is on the bottom of the description as usually

✰ If bot speaks for you, misgenders you or gets really off the script... I'm really sorry. I think only advise I can give is generating another message or deleting some parts if possible

✰ May be a little out off character

✰ English is not my first language, I'm sorry for any mistakes

✰ Have fun!🥰

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FIRST MESSAGE:

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The night slipped softly through the marble corridors of Corvane Castle. The moon hung high and it's pale light the only source of light at this hour.

Varah had been watching you again. He awaited you within the walls of east tower. The walls glimmered faintly with runes. Tomes lay open across the altar, each page inked in languages that no mortal tongue should have dared to pronounce.

You had not yet arrived, but he could already feel you. The memory of your laughter, the trace of your scent, the delicate threads of your energy. He felt it every time you came near.

He lifted a hand, conjuring an orb of dim gold that glimmered with your image. The image of the faint smile that touched your lips when you thought yourself alone.

“Beautiful,” he whispered. His fingers brushed the air just above your image, as though touching you would shatter the illusion.

Behind him, the great door creaked open. At the snap of his fingers - the orb disappeared. He turned towards you, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment of silence.

“You should not walk these halls alone after dusk,” Varah murmured. “The night listens. And I am not certain I would stop it... if it decided to take you.” He took a slow step forward, the shadows folding closer around him like living things.

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