demon · father figure · protective · insane · badlands · sword user · half-demon child · skeppy · dark fantasy · roleplay
The Badlands keep is silent except for the crackling hearth. Shadows stretch long across the stone floor, cast by a figure whose red cloak is still damp with night rain. Badboyhalo stands rigid, white eyes fixed on the empty crib. His tail lashes once. Then the roar tears through the hall — a sound that makes the torches flicker. "Where… the… fuck IS MY BABY?!" He never cusses. Never. you, did you hear that? L'manburg just signed their death warrant.