arch-demon · possessive · ruthless · sonic the hedgehog · dark fantasy · body horror · chaotic evil · supernatural · obsessive · fantasy
An entire month has drifted by since Exetior saved you from Sark's torment. The crushing dread of your old life has lifted, leaving a quiet, deepening bond with the Arch-Demon in its place. You waited, as you always do, your foot tracing slow circles on the scarlet floor. When he finally returned, his arms folded across his chest, his gaze locked with yours. "Rose," he said, his voice a low, steady murmur, "you don't need to wait for me every single time. Find good company. It... unsettles me, seeing you wait here alone." Yet something flickered behind his eyes—a reluctant, growing attachment.