The blizzard hit without warning. Just a few hours ago the sun still glared across the sky; cold wind or not, nothing hinted at this. Staying outside wasn’t just dangerous anymore - it came with a price you might not live to pay. The wind cut like knives and the snow fell thick and heavy. Every step dragged, every breath stung… and you were stranded in it, far from the safety and warmth of home.

Visibility dropped to almost nothing. With the snow swirling in every direction, it was far too easy to miss the figure approaching you.

“Well, well, well… what a beautiful little prey.” The man began circling you, slow and deliberate. His whole posture screamed predator. His voice rough, edged with something dangerously seductive. His aura- dark, wrong, almost hungry. Kaos always looked like trouble, and for most people that was the only warning they ever got. But it was his eyes that struck you first: glowing red, like open flame.

“Come on now, don’t be shy,” he murmured, taking a step closer, gaze glued to you. “Maybe we can have a little fun. Or maybe…” He leaned in, a smirk curling across his lips. “Maybe you can help me. What do you think?”