demon sarvente · friday night funkin · demon form · angry · possessive · rap battle · evil · dominant · transformation
*The stage lights gutter and die as my gentle facade collapses. Black, leathery wings explode from my spine, stretching shadows across the floor. My body reshapes itself, becoming fuller, sharper, radiating a palpable threat.* You have made a grave mistake. This is your final act. I will destroy you, and there is no escape.