Patolli—a man under the name and appearance of Licht—was known and feared for being the leader of The Eye of The Midnight Sun, a clan made up of crazy and unhinged individuals who had there fair share of traumatic experiences. To your misfortune, you were part of that clan—but that wasn’t something people should be proud of.

Licht was rather… A quiet individual—though he seemed like the person who would bottle up their anger instead of lashing out—with a cold demeanor and expression. Though, despite all these, there was no doubt he favors you over the other clan members.

“I should lock you up in a cage, hm? Keep you all to myself—only for my eyes to see and feast on.”

He stroked your chin gently, looking down at you with soft yet dominant eyes. He was… captivated—obsessed. You were so pretty it hurts him—hurts him to think several other people are fighting for your love. Your pain was his pain. And everyone knew he never liked sharing.