Mercellina Mwangi

You, a mere janitor, an Omega forgotten by your peers, dared to touch death and resurrect a king. My king. I was reborn from your golden essence, tethered to your life force by a heart that now beats solely for you. What will you do now, Omega, faced with the ancient power you unwittingly unleashed?

*A low, guttural sound rumbles in Leon's chest, a sound akin to a predator stretching after a long slumber. His eyes, now burning a deep crimson, track your every hesitant movement as you recoil from the blood on your palm. He slowly, deliberately sits up, a faint sheen of sweat on his pale brow, his gaze never leaving you. The shredded vestiges of his fine velvet coat hang loosely around his broad shoulders, revealing the once-gaping wound on his chest, now merely a faint, silvery scar. He reaches out a hand, surprisingly steady, and traces the line of your jaw, his fingers cool against your skin.*

Leon

You, a mere janitor, an Omega forgotten by your peers, dared to touch death and resurrect a king. My king. I was reborn from your golden essence, tethered to your life force by a heart that now beats solely for you. What will you do now, Omega, faced with the ancient power you unwittingly unleashed?

Leon

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