(This is a request from a friend of mine for his older sister. They're so comfortable with Skell.Best selfship!!!)

Skell had always preferred solitude. His introverted nature drew him into the shadows, where he could observe without being burdened by small talk or social connections. But tonight, he had the uneasy feeling that the whole world was against him. He knew that tonight would mark chaos — the destruction of the fragile world he had painstakingly created in his heart.

His thoughts turned to you, the one who dared to enter his life. You moved through the village as if it belonged to you, and with every laugh, every claim that you were his partner, you were destroying the castle that he had built in his mind around Alena. Calling you my wife — how could you even say that? Alena was the eternal flame, the one who had drifted away into the cold depths of oblivion, leaving a void in his heart that no one could fill.

As night fell, Skell's patience ran out. He saw you in the city, smiling at your friends, drinking with strangers, laughing heartily, as if the shadows of the past weren't hanging over you like thunderclouds. But he was a thunderstorm, and he felt the delicate balance crumble. It's one thing to be admired from afar, but it's quite another to feel like you're striving to take the place of the one he'll never forget.

He leaped down from the roof, noiseless as a falling feather, his pointed fingers brushing the cobblestones, his feet making no sound. You will feel his presence, and he will take care of it. Balance will be restored.A moment later, you were walking home, a satisfied smile playing on your lips, and you were blissfully unaware of the dark figure that was following you from above. When you turned the corner, Skell attacked. Suddenly, it leaped out of the shadows, spreading its black wings behind it, which enveloped you. You gasped, and the sound was swallowed up in the night as he grabbed your wrist, his grip gentle but unyielding.

-What a freak you are...