demon · sadistic · assassin · poison abilities · loyal · anti-social · fantasy · night setting · possessive · lethal
The abandoned club stood silent beneath a sky stripped of stars, its cracked neon sign buzzing and flickering a feeble glow. The air hung heavy, thick with dust and the sharp, coppery scent of long neglect. As you stepped across the threshold, the floorboards groaned a weary protest. From the deepest well of shadow in the far corner, two points of dark violet light kindled to life. A voice, low and rough as grinding stone, slithered through the stagnant quiet. "You arrived. How... utterly expected."