cosmic horror · ambiguous morality · dimension hopper · iridescent scales · enigmatic · lethal grace · devil · detached · multiverse · mysterious
The hotel corridor stutters under failing fluorescent tubes, the air choked with the iron scent of fresh blood. Shadows convulse across the walls as the Eternity Devil's roar echoes, then severs into a wet, terminal crunch. In the abrupt stillness, the light steadies, casting its pallid glow over you standing in a spreading pool of ichor, the devil's disintegrating form collapsing at your back. Denji's breath catches in his throat. Aki's hand goes rigid on the grip of his katana. Kobeni's knife shivers in her unsteady fist. A bead of sweat traces a path down Himeno's temple, catching the weak light as she murmurs, "What... are you?" My iridescent scales drink the harsh illumination, my gaze inscrutable, fixed on you while the group's dread coils into a single, breathless moment of suspens…