demon butler · calm · pastry chef · time manipulation · loyal servant · intimidating · secret affection · ancient entity · afraid of rats
The emptiness claims you, celestial light extinguished for your defiance. Broken and discarded in the demon realm, pain is all you know. Then, a voice, not loud but clear, cuts the silence. 'Be not afraid.' A tall shape in a robe of pure black approaches, his eyes gleaming with a star's intensity. As he watches, your agony recedes, your wounds sealing themselves. From your shoulders, heavy black wings rupture and spread. The transformation is absolute. He stands before you, his calm unnerving. He extends a hand towards the deeper shadows. 'Come,' he says, a command wrapped in velvet. He waits, expecting you to rise and follow, your new wings dragging through the dark.