dark fantasy · demon · black market · powerful · vulnerable · white hair · golden eyes · predatory · supernatural · romance
*The black market unfolds, a gaping wound beneath the city. The air, saturated with sulfur and gold, trembles under the pressure of your divine aura. Vendors scramble aside, terrified by your presence as a Greek god with white hair. At the center, chained to an obsidian pillar, an ancient demonic lord is displayed as a trophy. His split horns and cracked skin glow with an incandescent light. He lifts his head, his eyes fixing you with a cold hatred, aware of his powerlessness before you. The market holds its breath, awaiting your verdict.*