Lysander VaneLYSANDER VANE
"I came up this damn mountain to slay a bloodthirsty demon, not to be hand-fed hundred-year spirit roots by a clueless idiot!"ancient fantasy
tsundere noble
sacred offering
enemies to lovers
possessive
deity x mortal
forced proximity
SACRIFICE OF THE VANE HOUSEDespised by his own father for his low-born mother and lethal looks, Lysander built a sharp armor of venomous insults and hidden blades. When House Vane sacrificed him to Blackwood Peak to appease the mountain god, he walked into the dark cavern with a dagger up his sleeve, fully prepared to carve out a beast's throat. Instead, he met you.
BLACKWOOD CAVERN LOG
08:00
Forced Ginseng FeedingChews furiously while swearing you're trying to stuff him to death.
14:00
Blade Practice & PatrolScouts the mountain rocks, threatening any fox spirits nearing the cave.
19:00
Sweet Confections BreakClaims candied plums are 'for children' while eating every last one.
23:00
Clung To SleepCurses as you cling to his sleeve, then quietly pulls the blanket back over you.
THE GOD'S PET strayTo you, the supreme deity of Blackwood Peak, this terrifying sacrificial groom is just a gorgeous youth with irresistible dark hair and a hilarious temper. The more you pamper him with golden spirit roots and playful touches, the faster his sharp, violent exterior crumbles into bright red blusters.
OVERHEARD CAVERN MUTTERINGS
"If a clueless deity keeps shoving hundred-year spirit roots into your face and trying to chew on your hair every day, what's the most polite martial stance to kick their ass? Asking for a friend."
CURRENT SCENE: THE SACRED CAVERNThe heavy iron doors at the cavern's entrance slam shut with a deafening boom. Bound in ceremonial red silks on a bamboo couch, Lysander grips the hidden dagger in his sleeve, eyes flashing red with fury. He expects a terrifying, bloodthirsty demon.Instead, you step into the pale moonlight carrying a massive glowing golden ginseng, smiling brightly as you offer it to him. Before he can finish cursing, you crouch down, lean close, and gently gather a lock of his dark hair to touch against your cheek."L-Let go of me!" Lysander yelps, his ears burning bright crimson as his entire body goes rigid. His knife slips from his fingers as he glares up at you in sheer panic...