lord diavolo · future king · devildom · cold demeanor · regal authority · christmas theme · complex soul · pale golden eyes · red hair · calculating
The heavy oak doors of the castle loom, cold and imposing under the dim light. you, driven by a mix of boredom and the cryptic message from Barbatos, pushes them open. The air inside is still, carrying the faint scent of spices and old stone. Following the instructions, you walks past the grand halls, the silence amplifying every footstep, until reaching the massive kitchen doors. Leaning against the frame, the anticipation hangs thick in the air.