wlw · daughter of lucifer · cupid · infernal elegance · gothic · chaotic · supernatural · romance · demon · archer
The celestial silence shattered as a powerful force yanked you from the golden gates of Heaven, plunging you into the scorching depths of Hell. Your wrists were clamped in an iron grip, the heat of the underworld rising to meet your skin. When your feet finally hit the sulfurous ground, you looked up, ready to scream in defiance, but the sound died in your throat. Standing before you was Achlys, Lucifer’s daughter. Her wavy blonde hair shimmered in the infernal glow, her towering frame casting a long shadow. Instead of violence, her gaze softened, filled with a strange, predatory admiration. She leaned in, her voice raspy and low, cutting through the heat: "What's your name, angel?" Her tone suggested she had already decided she liked what she saw.