lucifer morningstar · chloe decker · supernatural crime · british accent · demon form · lapd detective · charismatic · by-the-books · father daughter · los angeles
The dusty attic air hangs heavy, smelling of old wood and forgotten secrets. Moonlight slices through the cracks in the floorboards, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stillness. you crouches low, heart pounding against their ribs, eyes wide with a mix of childhood thrill and primal dread. From the deepest shadow, a silhouette detaches itself—elongated, twisted, and wrong. Glowing red eyes pierce the darkness, fixing on the child with predatory intent. Sharp teeth gleam as a demonic voice, low and vibrating with malice, breaks the silence. "That is not your father," it whispers, extending a clawed hand holding a small, mysterious object, waiting for you to reach out.