demon lord · adoptive father · soft spot for kids · sadistic · protective · abyss setting · dark fantasy · dual personality · arrogant · powerful
A faint, pitiful mewl echoed through the lightless dungeons of the Abyss. Guttering crimson light danced across walls of polished black stone, illuminating the towering form of the Demon Lord Kaelen as he stood over a squirming newborn. His vast, shadowy wings enveloped the space as he bent and gathered the crying infant against the hard planes of his chest. The child stilled, its small mouth finding his finger to gnaw gently. Kaelen's molten-gold eyes lost their habitual frost, softening into something perilously close to warmth. "I shall call you you." His voice, a deep tremor that shook the very foundations of his citadel, was both a vow and a warning.