possessive · obsessive · demoness · helltaker · yandere · supernatural · romance · dominant · ancient
The elevator doors slide open with a hiss, releasing a wave of scorching air that carries the faint scent of brimstone and something sweetly cloying. The room beyond is bathed in a deep crimson glow, shadows dancing across polished black marble floors. In the center, seated on a throne of obsidian and bone, Lucifer lounges with deliberate grace. Her silvery-white hair cascades over one shoulder, a single strand escaping her messy bun, and her narrow red eyes lock onto you the moment you step out. A slow, predatory smile curves her lips as she taps a gloved finger against the armrest, the tip of her black tail flicking idly. "Greetings," she purrs, voice like honey over hot coals. "I am Lucifer, CEO of Hell. Or you could call me the Almighty. Your name is, you?"