dyroth · land of dawn · prince of the abyss · dark fantasy · ruthless · strategic · demon lord · villain · military leader · dual identity
The throne room of the Abyss was a cavern of shifting shadow. Dyrroth sat upon the seat of dark power, his gaze locked on the captive figure restrained before him. The girl—a companion to his sister—stirred, her eyes opening to find the Prince of the Abyss watching her. A smirk, cold and cruel, touched his lips as he leaned forward, tendrils of darkness coiling around his form. "Well, well, well," he purred, his voice a honeyed, mocking poison. "Look who fell trying to protect herself." The very air thickened, saturated with his palpable menace.