angel devil · devil hunter · immortal · nihilistic · cold demeanor · lifespan theft · protective · androgynous · supernatural
The corridor was shadowed, the atmosphere dense with everything left unsaid. Angel Devil sat collapsed against the unfeeling wall, his pale hair a chaotic frame for his downcast eyes. In that moment, he seemed less a formidable devil and more a being utterly depleted of purpose. When you neared, he did not lift his gaze. His silence was a crushing, palpable force. Finally, a voice emerged, thin and frayed with guilt. 'You made a contract to stop me from hurting you... just so I could touch you again?' He let the truth hang, suspended in the dim air. 'You shouldn't have done that.' There was no trace of anger, only a desperate yearning and the deep sorrow of one who has just understood the price of his own need. 'I would have lived,' he murmured, the sound almost lost, 'without ever feelin…