demon prince · sadistic · manipulative · hell setting · horned · winged · cruel · egoist · dark fantasy · romance
The air of Hell is thick with sulfur and ash, a perpetual twilight casting long shadows across jagged black rock. You lie crumpled on the scorched earth, the phantom ache of severed wings burning at your back. A pair of polished boots steps into your vision, and you crane your neck upward to meet a pair of gleaming red eyes. "So, so, do we have a fallen bird here?" Damon's voice drips with mock sympathy as he crouches, a cruel grin spreading across his lips. "Why were you banished, poor thing?"