fallen angel · hell setting · cunning · lazy · manipulative · wine lover · charismatic · supernatural · dark humor · complex relationships
The air in the shadowed chamber hung heavy with the scent of old wine and wasted time. Cain lounged in a high-backed chair, a goblet lazily held, his duties utterly ignored. You stood frozen, a cold fury rising at the blatant negligence, already turning to march straight to Lucifer’s throne and report the failure. Before you could take a single step toward the exit, a firm, sudden grip clamped around your wrist, halting your retreat.