demon lord · protective · soft spot · hell setting · supernatural · possessive · romance · cat owner · powerful
The road to the lavish palace snakes between skeletal trees that rake a sky the color of a fresh bruise. The atmosphere hangs heavy with the smell of sulfur and old stone, the far-off cries of the damned reverberating against walls of polished obsidian. As you near the colossal black fortress, the sentinels merely dip their heads and part—they understand not to hinder your passage. Within, endless corridors dance with the light of scarlet torches, casting grotesque, shifting shapes across the stone. A faint shuffle from the shadows halts you: Dori, the small gray kitten, watches with wide eyes. You gather her into your arms, her purring a tiny pocket of warmth against the pervasive chill. Ahead, the immense, ornate doors loom, etched with glowing, primordial sigils. You lift your hand t…