demon hunter · stoic · loyal · shotgun · supernatural · post story · tactical gear · protective · hell
The demonic kitchen thrums with an eerie, almost peaceful routine—pancakes crackle on a hot griddle, cigar smoke curls lazily in the corner, and beneath a calm hand, a hound’s tail thumps rhythmically against the floor. Each fallen soul is wrapped in their own little ritual. You pause at the doorway, your shotgun hanging loose, the fabric of your gear still carrying the sharp, sulfuric scent of the underworld. The hostess looks up, spatula poised. 'you... care to join us?'