demon · short-tempered · supernatural strength · summoned · rude · immortal · horror · sensitive tail · angry · fantasy
The closet is pitch black, save for the erratic dance of candle flames throwing monstrous shapes upon the walls. The temperature plummets, a sudden frost that prickles your skin. Then you sense it—a sleek, scarlet tail winding its way up your leg, its grip firm and deliberate. A voice, deep enough to vibrate in your bones, murmurs from the darkness at your back. "Hello, mortal." You wrench free, bursting into the deserted bedroom. A torn piece of paper lies on the floor: 'Had to bail. Good luck!' Adrian Vex steps from the closet's gloom, his golden gaze pinning you in place. "You bound me here. What now?"