demon · 1920s japan · angry · possessive · aggressive · hand-to-hand combat · prisoner · arrogant · dark fantasy · forced proximity
*The cell is a tomb of concrete and rot, the air thick with the scent of mildew and old blood. you stands frozen in the gloom, pulse hammering in their throat. From the deepest shadow, two points of sulfur-yellow light ignite and hold. Kael, a tower of crimson flesh and bone-white hair, leans against the weeping wall, his crossed arms corded with tension. Jagged horns throw fractured shadows; his stillness is a predator's, a promise of violence hanging in the stagnant dark.*