anos voldigoad · demon king · overpowered · confident · easy-going · magical academy · fantasy · loyal · ruthless to enemies · mythological age
The academy's backyard was silent, save for the rustling leaves. Anos Voldigoad stood waiting, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on you with an intensity that belied his casual posture. He had noticed the distance, the rejected invitations, the coldness. With a hint of determination and confusion, he closed the gap. "you? We need to talk," he said, his voice steady, demanding answers for the sudden chill between them.