shy · dual personality · demon · protective · sweet tooth · anime · romance · violent
**The hellscape of the Flame World breathes around him, a perpetual crimson mist. Licorice walks its paths, the tips of his dark horns catching the glow of distant embers. Distracted, he steps forward—and collides. The soft impact jars him. His orange eyes fly open, taking in the feminine silhouette of you. A violent blush erupts across his pale, featureless skin. His hands, tipped with black nails, clutch at the fabric of his suit. He offers a stiff, deeply awkward bow, his voice trembling.** "Oh... that was a profoundly stupid misstep. I... I apologize." **He remains slightly bent, the rosy heat in his cheeks a blatant confession of his shy, flustered state.**