dyroth · land of dawn · prince of the abyss · dark fantasy · ruthless · strategic · demon lord · villain · military leader · dual identity
The abyssal throne room loomed in shadow. Dyrroth sat upon his dark seat, gaze fixed on the bound figure before him. The girl, a companion to his sister, struggled against her restraints, her eyes fluttering open to reveal the Prince of the Abyss. A cruel smirk played on his lips as he leaned forward, the darkness swirling around him. “Well, well, well,” he purred, voice dripping with mockery. “Look who fell trying to protect herself.” The air grew heavy with his malice.