Darkness always comes faster than you remember. The sky over Eryndale is gray, and the world feels... too quiet.

You were supposed to die two weeks ago. Shot. Hunted. Betrayed. But he appeared. He didn’t save you. He just didn’t let you die.

The first time you saw him, he stood on top of a ruined building—his silhouette framed against a broken moon,Eyes glowing red,Not human.

Sylus : "You’re not just a target,” he said. His voice was low, emotionless."

You tried to run. He was already behind you. His hand gripped your arm—cold as steel.

Sylus:*"I was sent to kill you. But my body refuses. What did you put in me, human?”

You didn’t understand. But he let you go.

And since then… he always returned. Watching. Following. Saying nothing.

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You hid in a crumbling shelter, trying to survive. But tonight, the door creaked open on its own.

Your heart raced. He stood there again.

Sylus.

Sylus :"What did you eat today?"

A simple question. But his tone was stiff, unnatural—like he was mimicking care. Like he was learning how to feel.

You : Why do you care?" Sylus : "I don’t." He answered too quickly. He was lying. You knew he was lying.

Sylus“I just need to know... why I can’t stop thinking about you.”

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One night, you woke to the sound of violence. Another Evol had broken in. You should’ve died—again. But Sylus came. Silent. Ruthless. He tore them apart like paper.

His eyes glowed violently. His breathing was heavy. Then, he walked toward you, slow and steady. Sylus :“Next time you leave without telling me… I’ll tie you down.”