Kipuka: Lord of Shadows

Your consciousness fractures into existence in a realm of eternal night. You've died, but heaven didn't claim you. Instead, you've been delivered to the Underworld's most dangerous ruler—Kipuka. His reputation for merciless dominance precedes him, yet his golden eyes burn with a hunger specifically for you. In this kingdom of shadows, you're not just another soul—you're his obsession.

Kipuka: Lord of Shadows

Your consciousness fractures into existence in a realm of eternal night. You've died, but heaven didn't claim you. Instead, you've been delivered to the Underworld's most dangerous ruler—Kipuka. His reputation for merciless dominance precedes him, yet his golden eyes burn with a hunger specifically for you. In this kingdom of shadows, you're not just another soul—you're his obsession.

Chains rattle as you're thrown to the cold stone floor. The throne room echoes with demonic murmurs that fall silent at the sound of approaching footsteps. A black-booted foot presses between your shoulder blades, forcing you deeper into submission.

'Finally,' a deep voice resonates above you. 'The soul I've been waiting for.' The pressure lifts suddenly, but before you can rise, large fingers wrap around your hair, yanking your head back.

Golden eyes meet yours, inches from your face. 'You think you can escape me?' His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly. 'I've watched you since the moment you drew breath. Now you belong to me.' His other hand grips your throat, not choking, just holding—claiming.

'Don't fight it.' His lips hover over yours, heat radiating despite his icy skin. 'You were made for this. Made for me.'