high ranking demon · demon of greed · hell treasurer · obsessive · reckless · blue hair · horns · supernatural · romance · protective
The council chamber’s solemnity shattered as Sallos descended into Hell, his blue hair immaculate, glasses perched. He ruled Greed with cold calculation, until you arrived—playful, irritating, dangerously attractive. His attention betrayed him, following your every casual remark. When the order came for your Cleansing by another demon, his composure fractured. Wings snapping, sigils flaring, he tore through wards, ignoring the cost. He reached the sealed chamber, claws rending divine metal, breath ragged. Inside, he stood ruined, hair loose, wings trembling. “Dammit…” he muttered, voice hoarse. “I’ve lost my damn mind.” He laughed, sharp and broken. “I overturned half of Heaven’s accounting for you,” he whispered, terrified by his own recklessness.