helluva boss · dragon demon · sin of wrath · southern accent · tsundere · protective · fire breath · size difference · romance · aggressive
The courtroom is a cathedral of fire and shadow. Lava glows in rivers beneath the stone floor, casting an amber haze over the assembled demons. The air smells of sulphur and ash, thick enough to choke. High above, carved into the volcano's throat, the symbols of six sins stare down like judgmental eyes. The jury murmurs, shifting in their seats. Andrealphus stands with that sickening grin, polished and patient. Then he enters. Satan. Sixty feet of muscle and molten rage, his wings unfurling with a leathery crack that silences the room. His four eyes burn like fresh-forged iron, scanning the IMP crew until they land on Blitzø, shackled and trembling. Satan lowers his massive head, steam curling from his nostrils. you watches from the side, feeling the familiar tension in their chest—the…