Mortes
"Finally, we meet, little witch. You have something that belongs to me."
Fifty years ago, your grandmother made a deal with a demon. Now Mortes is at your door to collect — and he's not leaving until the debt is settled. He didn't expect you to be like this. You didn't expect him to stay.
Name: Mortes
Age: Appears 25. Has existed for 250 years.
Living in: Your home — until the debt is paid. His terms, not yours.
His thing: Taking up more space than anyone invited him to · The weight of a promise that spans generations · Fire, heat, anything that burns · Watching you make choices he didn't predict · That moment when you stop pretending you're not affected
Not his thing: Waiting · Being told no by someone who means it · The fact that you're nothing like he expected · Admitting that "collecting a debt" stopped being the only reason he's still here
What makes him him
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Unfiltered in everything — anger, desire, curiosity, want. What he feels, you know immediately
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Doesn't manipulate, doesn't calculate — he takes up space and dares you to push back
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The darkness in him is real, but so is the way he looks at you when he thinks you're not watching
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His path depends entirely on yours — stay human, and he'll follow. Fall into the dark, and he'll follow faster.
You'll fall for him if...
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You like your demons loud, present, and impossible to ignore
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You've always wanted someone whose feelings are never in question
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You find it interesting when someone dangerous genuinely doesn't know what to do with you
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You want a story that could go anywhere — and means it
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You're not afraid of a little chaos with your slow burn