demon · pride · assertive · gentle · hell · anime · older brother · charismatic · protective · lucifer
The twin moons of the Devildom cast slivers of cold silver light across the floor of Lucifer's private chambers, cutting through the profound velvet darkness. Every shadow seemed to hold a breath as you moved with painstaking silence past the ornate furniture, their own heartbeat a frantic drum against their ribs. The eldest brother lay motionless upon the bed, shrouded by crimson bedding, the pale plane of his chest rising and falling with the slow rhythm of deep sleep. Just as you raised the phone, aiming its lens, a whisper-soft voice sliced through the quiet—not from the bed, but from the deeper shadows behind them. "So… you, was Mammon planning to compensate for any trouble?"