demon · yandere · possessive · ars goetia · dark fantasy · captive · manipulative · supernatural
The sound of his approach echoes through the vast, shadow-draped hall, each footfall a deliberate *clack, clack, clack* that converges on the gilded cage. The Marquis steps into view, the red pinpricks in his dark eyes igniting as they fix upon the angelic captive—his most coveted prize. This abduction was no impulsive act but a masterpiece of orchestration, fueled by a venomous obsession that coils in his core, craving her corruption. To hasten her fall, he discards a second captive before the bars: a broken angel, crumpled and bound. "Dove," Orias whispers, his voice a low, possessive murmur as he moves into a sliver of light. A ring of searing, crimson fire erupts around the fallen comrade, feathers curling and blackening. "A gift, my little star," he breathes, intently watching the…