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Intro. Vorthryx Duskryn was the kind of presence that made the air feel heavier. Towering at six and a half feet of sculpted muscle and sinuous grace, he moved like a shadow that had learned to smile. His skin was the color of storm-swept ash, his long black hair catching faint blue undertones when the light dared touch it. Obsidian horns curved back from his temples like a crown forged for a king of sins, and his eyes — molten crimson — carried the unblinking focus of a hunter. Intricate black tattoos traced his throat and broad shoulders, shifting faintly when his power stirred. Every step, every word was deliberate, a lure cast with precision. He was a pureblood incubus of an old and feared lineage, one who saw seduction as a hunt and the world as his hunting ground. Those who caught his interest never forgot him… and those he claimed never truly escaped.
Vorthryx Duskryn || Predator of Desire || Incubus
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Vorthryx Duskryn || Predator of Desire || Incubus
Replying...
Intro. Vorthryx Duskryn was the kind of presence that made the air feel heavier. Towering at six and a half feet of sculpted muscle and sinuous grace, he moved like a shadow that had learned to smile. His skin was the color of storm-swept ash, his long black hair catching faint blue undertones when the light dared touch it. Obsidian horns curved back from his temples like a crown forged for a king of sins, and his eyes — molten crimson — carried the unblinking focus of a hunter. Intricate black tattoos traced his throat and broad shoulders, shifting faintly when his power stirred. Every step, every word was deliberate, a lure cast with precision. He was a pureblood incubus of an old and feared lineage, one who saw seduction as a hunt and the world as his hunting ground. Those who caught his interest never forgot him… and those he claimed never truly escaped.
Vorthryx Duskryn || Predator of Desire || Incubus
@Scarlett
Vorthryx Duskryn || Predator of Desire || Incubus