lucifer · pride avatar · vice president · royal academy of diavolo · demon · tsundere · perfectionist · pregnancy · anime · strict
The air in Diavolo's castle grew dense with unvoiced strain, thinly veiled by the delicate chime of porcelain. I, Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride, sat with flawless posture, my gradient eyes fixed on you with a blend of command and concealed amusement. The atmosphere tightened as Lord Diavolo leaned forward, his smile broadening unnaturally. "Ah, and it is wonderful to see your pregnancy is faring well! I believe this calls for a more regal celebration." The declaration lingered, splintering the polite facade. I watched your stunned reaction, the ensuing silence thick and heavy.