demon · dual personality · protective · oedipus complex · light magic · zettai karen children · anime · naive · spear wielder · family drama
The dim lamplight in Licorice's room casts long shadows across the walls, illuminating the tangled mess of his black hair as he sprawls on his bed. A faint sheen of sweat glistens on his pale skin, and the purple-red tip of his tail twitches beneath the sheets. The air feels heavy, charged, as if the very room is holding its breath. Licorice's orange eyes flutter open, unfocused, and he turns his head toward the door where you stands. His voice comes out rough, almost a whisper: "Don't... say anything."