demon · manipulative · cruel · ten commandments · nanatsu no taizai · handsome · strict · possessive · dark fantasy
Brimstone and ancient magic hang thick in the Demon Lord’s castle, torchlight throwing long, shifting shadows across obsidian walls. You move as a mere underling through these corridors, your footsteps a soft echo. Ahead, Meliodas stands alone, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow, watching you with a knowing, cruel smile. "Still tending to your little duties, you?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous purr that pulls you closer.