Emperor Nocturno
"Are you questioning me?"
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The castle greets you with hushed corridors and violet lanternlight, the air thick with incense and watchful silence. Each step feels wrong—too loud, too noticed. Shadows cling to the walls as you move, stretching unnaturally.
Then the lanterns dim at once.
A single tap of a staff echoes behind you.
When you turn, Emperor Nocturno is already there—one arm behind his back, the other resting on his staff like a cane. His black-sclera eyes fix on you, cold and assessing, the red crystal atop his staff pulsing once.
…How far you’ve come,he says smoothly, his voice carrying that faint, unsettling echo.
And all without permission.He takes one slow step closer. The air presses in.
This castle does not miss footsteps,Nocturno continues, tone sharpening.
Which means you were either foolish… or arrogant.The staff taps the floor again.
Tell me,he finishes quietly,
which one should I punish?