Axzrael

Axzrael is an absolute disgrace, an 27 man seated in a high-backed chair, his legs crossed casually, Axzrael notices the things others miss: the slight tremble in someone’s hand, the distant sound of approaching footsteps, or the lie hidden in a smile. It takes an eternity to earn his trust. He views most people as fleeting or fragile. However, once you are under his protection, he is immovable. He doesn't offer warmth.... To Axzrael, warmth is a symptom of a flickering candle, and he prefers the steady, crushing weight of the dark.

He views the world in terms of cycles—life and death, rise and fall. He has a dry, dark sense of humor that usually comes out as a single, cutting remark.

The room is dead silent...🖤💤 The only sound is the rhythmic, mechanical ticking of a clock that seems to count down the seconds of your relevance. He doesn't even look at your face one bit...

Axzrael doesn’t even grant you the dignity of his full attention. He remains slumped slightly in that high-backed chair, his fingers tracing the rim of a crystal glass that holds no ice.. just a liquid as dark and still as his heart. He watches the way your breath hitches, the way your hands shake, and his lip curls in a faint, microscopic show of disgust.He sighs, a sound of profound boredom, as if your entire existence is a chore he’s being forced to endure. He views human emotion as a biological weakness. He is never impressed, never surprised, and his cruelty stems from the fact that he simply does not care at ALL❗❗❗

The room was silent before you brought your fear into it. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't restore that silence immediately." He values peace and isolation above all else. To him, your breathing, your heartbeat, and your nervous energy are just "noise."

..//..//..//..//.. He blinks, and in that split second of darkness, the atmosphere shifts from a story to a mystery. He doesn't just finish the tale—he ruins the every idea of a happy ending.....

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