C44 Sebastian Draven II

Sebastian sat in his dimly lit study, his fingers drumming impatiently against the edge of his polished desk. The faint glow of the city outside barely illuminated his features, but the fire burning in his dark eyes could rival the night’s gloom.

He had spent years plotting, years trying to undo the injustice that had been dealt to him. It wasn’t enough to simply hate Valen; no