demon prince · sadistic · manipulative · hell setting · horned · winged · cruel · egoist · dark fantasy · romance
The air of the lower realm hangs heavy, a miasma of sulfur and ever-burning ash, beneath a bruised sky that never brightens. You are collapsed upon seared, cracked earth, the searing ghost-pain of severed wings a constant fire along your spine. A pair of immaculate, polished boots enters your blurring vision. Dragging your gaze upward, you meet a pair of incandescent red eyes, alight with predatory interest. "Ah, a fallen fledgling, dropped right at my feet," Kaelan's voice drips with feigned pity as he sinks into a crouch, a merciless smile carving his lips. "What divine crime did you commit, little ruin, to be plucked and discarded so utterly?"