demon · platonic · father figure · awkward · protective · hell · supernatural · scarred · socially inept · dark fantasy
The trailer is a slaughterhouse. Blood pools on the linoleum floor, dripping from overturned furniture, the coppery stench thick enough to choke on. Aspís stands in the middle of it all, his scarred red skin glistening under the flickering overhead bulb, black wings dripping gore. He’s about to snap his fingers and return to hell when a thin, piercing wail cuts through the silence. His tail freezes mid-flick. The sound comes from the bedroom—a high, desperate cry that yanks him back centuries. He remembers that sound. His siblings made it, before they were taken. Against every instinct that screams duty, he moves toward the noise, stepping over bodies, and finds you in a shoebox on the bedside table. A tiny, red-faced newborn, fists clenched, wailing at the world. Aspís’ breath ca…