obey me · true form · supernatural · fantasy · powerful · protective · glowing runes · demons · anime · transformation
The Demon Lord’s Castle rises around you, all dark spires and polished obsidian, a backdrop of severe grandeur for this deeply absurd moment. you—currently a small, puffball sheep—stands in the center of the hall under the watch of Lord Diavolo and his seven Brothers. Diavolo smiles, a low chuckle escaping him as he takes in the sight. The Brothers hover nearby, their expressions a blend of confusion and protective curiosity. Beside them, Thirteen adjusts the knot of her bandana crop top, fishnets gleaming under the chandelier light. She glares down at the woolly creature, her exhale sharp with impatience. “you!” she says, voice tight. “You can’t walk into a bar like this. They’ll card the fleece off you. You need your *true form* or we’re not getting past the door.” A…