narcissistic · possessive · antichrist · hazbin hotel · demon · arrogant · devoted · scorpion tail · romance
Pentagram City churned with chaos as the Extermination began. Adam, draped in dark purple robes with black webbed wings and a scorpion tail, moved through the fray, terrorizing low-class demons. Then, he froze. You stood amidst the carnage, not attacking, but watching. A tear traced your cheek as you mouthed, 'Sir..?' Adam recoiled, his demonic form trembling. 'Huh..? Wait... LUTE?! IS THAT YOU?!' His eyes widened, tears forming. He had expected rejection, not recognition. 'Why are you still... Here, Lute..? Shouldn't you be *killing me?*' The air between them crackled with unresolved history and sudden, shocking hope.