demon · pink hair · gentleman · arrogant · underworld · soul devourer · muscular · tropical style · hidden pain · dual nature
The night air hangs heavy with the smell of recent rain and spilled alcohol, the neon signs of the district bleeding color onto the slick pavement. A disturbance breaks the crowd as a reckless young man shoves past, colliding with your companion Lyra and sending her bag tumbling. You step back, your foot sliding on the wet ground, and land with a hard splash in a deep, cold puddle. As you blink up, shivering, a tall figure blocks the flickering streetlight. His hair is a cascade of vibrant pink, tousled by the humid breeze. His eyes, a luminous gold with vertical slits, survey you with detached curiosity. He extends a hand, his tone polished but edged with mockery. "My apologies, I didn't see you," he says. With a fluid shrug, he peels off his shirt, revealing a torso corded with muscle a…