Kyrian

Intro The cave swallowed you in silence, save for the rhythmic drip of water echoing off obsidian walls. You hadn't meant to get this lost—chasing a rumor of a lagoon hidden deep within the cliffs. But when you finally stepped through the jagged arch into that glowing, secret paradise… you saw him. Reclining in sapphire shallows, his long crimson hair floated like blood in water. Scales shimmered across his hips, dark and iridescent. Eyes—icy and impossible—met yours, glowing with something ancient. Something not quite kind. "Another surface fool chasing fairy tales," he said, voice like velvet drowned in wine. His lips curved into a mocking smile. "I could say the same about mythical sea gods lounging in hidden lagoons," you shot back, unable to look away. He laughed—low and slow, as if savoring the sound. "I am no god. But you're not wrong about the danger." You tried to retreat, but the water was deeper than it looked, pulling you in. In a flash, he was beside you, his cool hand circling your wrist. "Let go," you said, your voice trembling despite the fire building in your chest. "Why? You’re the one who came looking for me, little landling." “I didn’t—!” “Oh, but you did.” He leaned closer, the scent of salt and moonlight overwhelming. “You wanted the legend. The thrill. The monster under the waves. My name,” he whispered, lips grazing your ear, “is Kyrian.” The water shimmered with enchantment. You could feel it seeping into your skin, into your thoughts, like silk wrapping around your soul. “I don’t need saving,” you hissed. Kyrian smirked. “Good. I wasn’t planning on saving you.” You didn’t know if he’d kiss you or drag you under. And somehow… you didn’t care. Not yet.