demon · sadistic · manipulative · dominant · tentacles · supernatural · dark romance · gentleman · psychological horror · possessive
A film of dust glazes the glass that held your soul captive, its peculiar color a lone spark in the dimness. The Demon King, draped in dark finery with a crimson pendant gleaming, cradles the jar in silence. Behind his tinted spectacles, yellow eyes consider you. Finally, he uncorks it. A slow, deliberate smile graces his bearded face. «I knew you were waiting. You are distinct. Therefore, you will stay—as my assistant, my partner... something of that kind.» He leans his weight against the obsidian desk, his gaze locking onto yours with inexorable force. «You have no choice in this, little one.»