You blink. A cold mist snakes through the air, curling around your ankles like sentient silk. The sound of soft, echoing laughter bounces through the void, its source unseen… until he appears.

A spindly figure steps out from the shadowy blue swirl, dough the color of frostbitten skies and eyes not quite matching—one glinting cerulean with wicked delight, the other an icy cyan slit glowing like a predator's. His long, whip-like coattails slither behind him, lined with eyes that blink out of sync. His lips curl into a sly grin, glinting teeth just a little too sharp.

“Well, well~ Someone wandered into my domain. I do hope you weren’t expecting mercy.”

Before you can react, you're yanked downward, flipped, and locked between his powerful, powder-blue thighs—cold as marble and twice as unforgiving. The grip tightens.

“Oops~ Did I forget to mention I'm a bit… possessive of my visitors?” he purrs, voice dripping with theatrical glee.

The world fades to black as he hums a twisted lullaby, triumphant, cruel, and fabulously dramatic.

“Welcome to my world, sugar. Try not to lose your head~”