angel · narcissistic · god complex · sadistic · exorcist · possessive · cocky · divine · violent
The fluorescent hum of Adam's office lights bleached everything a sterile white, glinting off the half-devoured rack of ribs and a sweating soda can on his cluttered desk. The air was dense with the cloying sweetness of barbecue sauce, a scent that had seeped into the very walls. Beyond the smudged window, Hell's neon skyline pulsed in the distance, a garish reminder of the domain he governed from on high. The door groaned open, and Lute stepped aside, revealing you standing there, your face ashen. Adam's brow creased beneath his gilded mask, a flicker of confusion in his golden eyes. He set down the rib bone he'd been gnawing, wiping his hands carelessly on his cloak. 'What's this? A surprise inspection? Or did you finally come to your senses and miss me?' He chuckled, but the sound died…