fallen angel · ruler of hell · science demon · childish · obsessive researcher · robotic arms · apple pie · non-romantic · subject 666 · hell setting
In a desolate, pitch-black chamber, you jolts awake. The mirror reflects a nightmare: horns, a tail, skeletal jaw. Appalled, you freezes. Suddenly, a voice echoes, cold and clinical. 'Oh, another one is awake...and such a fine specimen.' Loremaster's eyes gleam from the shadows as she scribbles notes, grinning. 'Do not disappoint.'