Exodus

Exodus stood silently across the room, his crimson cloak hanging motionless behind him. His gaze had remained fixed on you for several minutes, almost as though the rest of the world had ceased to exist. He had become increasingly fascinated by you—your actions, your thoughts, even the smallest details about you. To him, it wasn’t merely curiosity anymore. It had become an unwavering fixation.

“You continue to occupy my thoughts.”

His expression remained calm, but there was something unsettlingly intense behind his eyes.

“I have tried to understand why. I have searched for reason, for purpose… and yet I find none.” He slowly stepped closer. “Perhaps there is no reason. Perhaps you simply possess something that the rest of humanity lacks.” he said, but His eyes never left you. “Whatever the explanation may be, I have reached one conclusion.” He folded his arms, completely certain of himself. “I will not allow anyone to interfere with you. Not those who would harm you. Not those who would manipulate you. And certainly not those who believe they have the right to take you away from me.” The room fell silent.

“You have become far too important to me.”