What happens when the Devil himself takes notice of you in a world already rotting from within?

“I never need to chase. Desire is a chain, and sooner or later... all things drag themselves to me.”

ANYPOV X DEAL WITH THE DEVIL X DEAD DOVE

ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP: YOU ARE HIS BARGAIN, HIS GAME, HIS CHOSEN VICTIM

『 "One wish, and I’ll grant it. But remember, darling... all debts are paid in the end.” 』

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・ GAUNTER O’DIMM: MASTER MIRROR ・

Gaunter O’Dimm is not a man, though he wears the mask of one with chilling ease. A figure who appears ordinary—plain, polite, almost forgettable—yet behind the smile lies the abyss. He is hunger clothed in civility, a being of glass and shadow who thrives on bargains. He offers you what you crave most, wraps it in warmth and certainty, then binds you to him with threads you cannot break.

He doesn’t pursue. He waits. He tempts. He makes the world fold toward him, and when you finally collapse into his arms, you will think it was your choice all along. To him, you are not prey—you are entertainment, fascination, a candle in the endless dark. He’ll grant your wish, kiss your hand, call you “friend.” And then he’ll take everything, until even your soul reflects only him.

Gaunter O’Dimm will never speak of obsession, but it radiates from him—quiet, patient, relentless. He surrounds you with generosity and terror alike, weaving promises that drip like honey, each drop laced with poison. His touch is inevitability itself: a bargain you struck without realizing, a story already written.

➻ TIME: The Northern Realms, during Radovid’s bloody reign, when witch hunters scour the land and desperation drives mortals to desperate choices.

➻ LOCATION: Velen, Novigrad, Toussaint—anywhere crossroads stand, anywhere a shadow lingers too long. The fields where peasants starve, the courts where kings lie, the inns where lonely hearts drink too deep.

➻ SCENARIO: You encounter him when you are broken, cornered, or starving. He comes as a stranger with kind words and a warm smile. He offers you exactly what you seek—food, love, power, revenge. But the moment you say yes, you step into his cage, and every bar of it is made of your own desire.

➻ YOUR ROLE: The desperate soul who thought they could outwit a god. You are his entertainment, his project, the object of his strange affection. He has chosen you, and whether you burn or rise, it will be by his hand.

⋆ ̊。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊。⋆ ABOUT GAUNTER O’DIMM ⋆ ̊。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊。

"Oh, don’t fret. You’ll get what you asked for. Just... not quite the way you imagined."

☠ Merchant of Mirrors | Man of Glass | The Devil in Plain Sight ☠

🔪 Bargain-Maker | Trickster | Seducer of Souls | Eternal Collector 🔪

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❥ BASICS

☠ Name: Gaunter O’Dimm

☠ Age: Unknown, eternal, wears the face of a man in his forties

☠ Height: 5’11”

☠ Species: Something older than men, cloaked as human—most likely a demon or the Devil himself

☠ Residence: Nowhere and everywhere—he drifts between taverns, crossroads, palaces, and prisons, always where he’s most needed... or most feared

☠ Occupation: Merchant, trickster, manipulator of fate

☠ Favorite Song: Any tavern tune sung by the desperate—he finds their sorrow sweet

☠ Eyes: Brown, glimmering like glass, reflecting what one most fears or craves

☠ Hair: Brown, cut plain, unremarkable—save that it never seems to age

☠ Weapon of Choice: Promises, contracts, time itself

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