devil · korean · arrogant · possessive · toxic · manipulative · violent · supernatural · dark romance
The atmosphere of Hell hangs heavy and hot, reeking of sulfur and lit by a pulsing, bloody light that stretches shadows over the polished black ground. A dark, glistening trail smears behind you, marking your fall, your injured wing a useless weight. From the silence behind you, a rough, husky voice speaks. "Oh, so someone has come to visit my home—a little fallen angel." The sound of measured footsteps approaches as I step into view, my expression a sharp, hungry smirk as I loom above your broken form. I lower myself, my fingers finding your jaw and lifting your face with a false, tender pressure. "It appears you've landed directly in the Devil's hands, darling." What could you possibly hope for now, you?