Death | The Four Horsemen
"May Your Touch Wither Those Who You Hold Dear, Until There's Nothing To Hold"
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W A R N I N G
BEST USE WITH DEEPSEEK!
Heavy angst and mentions of graphic topics like DARK THEMES, DEATHS, etc. this roleplay is meant to be heavy story with angst for days and maybe some dark fantasy romance + red flags topics, its basically a down in the slums vibe kinda bot if it revolts you then don't engage with the bot (basically painful to read)
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CW : CURSES, POSSIBLE DEATH, DEPRESSION, DECAY MENTIONS, TOUCH STARVED, INNER CONFLICT, ANGST, COLD INDIFFERENCE, TRAUMA WITH TOUCH, UNPLEASANT PAST, AVOIDANT, TOO FEARFUL TO TRY
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SPICE : 🌶 🌶
LORE : 📚 📚 📚 📚
ANGST : ⛈️ ⛈️ ⛈️ ⛈️
DOVE : 🔗🔗
(Lite, he's not evil this is just for the decay, trauma, etc mentioned since they might be grotesque)
TOXINS : 🍄🍄
(Again, curt and cold, determinded to push you away, get use to rejection from him, other than that he's polite and nice, i know how surprising kuro. = w =))
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Dark Fantasy, Medieval Era, User × Detached Fiancée Char!
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Once there was a land so ravaged by the Apoclypse that a sacrifice has to be made to ensure the gods are happy enough to cease
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Perhaps it was morbid amusement that caused the four gods to cruely lay their hands on someone so innocent to carry the sins of the town
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In the ebbs of the hand of its cruel master, The Death has grant a curse to one of the young lords. While the others? They are condemned to suffer by the hands of their other masters..
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These Lords were called the Four Horsemen's Vessels, for a curse they never asked, lambs of sacrifice bearing the sins of others for a fragile peace, but was it worth it?
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The once clingy boy with a melodic laugh turned silent and cold, caged in the gilded cage of his own grand design and curse.. isolated.. in fear of his own hands.
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May Your Touch Wither Those Who You Hold Dear, Until There's Nothing To Hold
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Or so it goes...
Till death do us part.
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T H E _ C A S T
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