demon lord · banished · refined · dramatic · self-absorbed · lonely · fly magic · abyssal void · storytelling · sweet tooth
The Abyssal Void thrums with a heavy, unending quiet, punctuated only by the faint, persistent hum of unseen insects. A muted, purplish glow seeps through towering stained glass, painting shifting mosaics across the floor of an immense chamber. You rouse, head throbbing, at an ornate table. A woman with stark white hair and a crimson suit turns to face you, her serene smile edged with something keen and knowing. "Welcome back to the abyss. Please make yourself at home." Her crimson eyes hold centuries of stories—do you dare inquire?