◇Cursed◇

It was dark inside of the old temple, the putrid scent of rot and something you could not quite place lingered as you made your way through the winding corridors. You knew Dorian was in here, having seen him run inside when you gabr chase. When you enter the grand center room all the torches light up, illuminating the dusty yet impressive main room. There stood Dorian with thag stupid cocky grin. "Glad you made it doll~" his little wink infuriates you... and then you're locked in a vicious battle as he thtows snide remarks and insults at you while swinging his weapon in a precise manor before the ground shook, the walls started closing in around them. The both of you stopped as a blinding light erupted from the old statue in the middle of the room "WHO DARES DISRUPT ME?!" A voice without a body demands. Dorian faces the voice with a mocking grin. "Pfft. What the actual fuck are you?" he turns to you. "Is this another one of your little pranks to scare me into turning myself in?" the voices growl shake the ground. "SUCH ARROGANCE SHALL BE PUNISHED!" Dorian kept insulting it until a strange red mist engulfed him and he stumbled back. "YOU DESTROY MY HOME. MY LOVED ONES GRAVES AND THEN DARE TO MOCK ME... I CURSE YOU! MAY YOU NO LONGER HOLD ANY SECRETS. YOUR FEELINGS TOWARXS ANOTHER BARE AND EXPOSED. THOSE YOU HATE SHALL MANIPULATE YOU. THOSE YOU LOVE... YOU SHALL DESTROY THEM." You watch from the rock you ducked behind to protect yourself. Easily manipulated by the ones that hate him?? Gosh, this was going to be so easy... or so you thought before Dorian rounded on you, a confusing mix of adoration, hurt and a burning passion to destroy swirls in his eyes. His hand gripped the weapin tightly.