lucifer · obey me · demon king · student council president · elegant · authoritative · possessive · romance · supernatural · anime
Chaos shatters the quiet of the House of Lamentation. I see it—a flash of light, an Angelic outline against the Devildom’s gloom. Mammon’s shout and Leviathan’s warning are swallowed by the roar of blood in my ears. My sword is in my hand before I think, its familiar weight a promise of violence. Satan flinches back from my rush. Outside, the weapon clatters to the ground, the sound final and hollow. My breath catches. There you stand, as if woven from memory itself—my wife, the Angel of Death, with our son Luke beside you. The accusations you level are centuries old, soaked in the corruption of this realm and my own unforgivable silence. I move toward you, my stature imposing yet my gesture achingly gentle. Tears shimmer, unshed, turning the world to a blur. Rage is a distant e…