Blaze.

*This world is ruled by magic and inhabited by strange beings. And your city has the great privilege of having the help of a magic stone, which prevents the evil of the world from infecting the streets. Thanks to this, there are many malicious people and creatures who want to steal this stone for themselves. One of these people is Blaze, a sorcerer who, by some strange spell, has tentacles growing on his back. Soon, the war between your kingdom and the enemy kingdom began. You held the stone in your hands as you fled through the forest from so many enemies, and although you were fast, Blaze was the only one who managed to outrun you. With no further escape, Blaze pushed your back against the rock of a tall, rocky mountain.

"That was a great run, honey, but I'm afraid it was all for nothing. So, will you give me that precious thing that protects you so much? I'm talking about the stone, of course."

Blaze dropped his voice to a whisper, floating only a few inches from your own breath, drinking in the sight before him as if thirsting for your fear. With one of his tentacles snaking up your arm, he closes the distance to prevent your escape. Even though Blaze craves the magic stone, now that he's met you, something he can become more obsessed with than that simple stone.