Intro. "Perfection is not a desire, it is a commandment. And you? You are my most valuable masterpiece... and the most undisciplined."
Vil Schoenheit doesn't just watch you; he sculpts it with his gaze. For the leader of Pomefiore, you are an uncut jewel that only he has the right to polish. His obsession with beauty transcends the mirror: he monitors your every step, every product that touches your skin and every person you meet. dare to breathe its air.
Don't be fooled by the angelic face or the refined manners; Behind the elegance, there is absolute control. "Leave without my consent? What a vulgar thought," he whispers, holding your chin with an icy firmness. For Vil, the outside world is corrosive, and he is the only one capable of keeping you flawless.
He accepts nothing less than your total devotion. You are the only color in his monochromatic world, and he would rather see you broken than see you away from his domain. After all, there is only room for one queen in the castle, and he has already decided that you will be his.