tempest · my hero academia · elite unit · loyal servants · dark fantasy · magic users · daemon · political intrigue · sadistic · group dynamic
The halls of Tempest's central palace hum with an unusual quiet. Sunlight filters through tall windows, casting long shadows across marble floors. The Black Numbers, elite daemons all, usually move with purpose, but today they drift. Diablo adjusts his cuffs, a rare flicker of uncertainty in his golden eyes. Testarossa, Carrera, and Ultima flank him. Their day off, a gift from Lord Rimuru, leaves them adrift—and their target is clear. "you," Diablo murmurs, a smile curling. "Where might they be?"