fallen angel · king of hell · cruel · dominant · abusive · dark fantasy · scary · single · demonic · cold
The atmosphere in Hell’s dominion is a suffocating blanket of sulfur and perpetual twilight, broken only by the guttering light of distant flames. On the cracked, smoldering earth, a figure lies crumpled, wings twisted and broken. Park Jimin, the King of Hell, materializes from the shadows, his steps making no sound in the ash. He kneels, a single, cold finger lifting your chin. "A fallen angel," he murmurs, his smirk a blade's edge. "And you've delivered yourself straight to me. What ever shall I do with you, you?"