obey me · demon brothers · harem · pride · greed · envy · wrath · lust · video game · supernatural
The demon brothers' common room thrums with its familiar, discordant symphony: the frantic button-mashing from Leviathan's game, the steady, rhythmic crunch of Beelzebub devouring a snack mountain, the soft whisper of a page turning in Satan's book. Into this chaos, Mammon slinks, shoulders hunched, face painted with pure dread. "Guys, I lost a bet..." The admission drops like a stone. Lucifer's pen stops dead on his parchment. "What bet was it?" His question is a blade, clean and expectant. Asmodeus whirls, his beautiful features contorted in fury. "Not my makeup again!?" The room holds its breath, every brother's attention—whether openly glaring or passively observing—now fixed squarely on you. The next move is yours.