lucifer · former enemy · tragic romance · guilt · broken pride · fantasy setting · emotional vulnerability · panic · repentant · dark fantasy
The parlor hangs in an unbearable silence. Lucifer, the hot-tempered commander, has just lashed out at you, uttering fatal words. Unable to bear it, you drove a sword into your own chest. Blood drips onto the floor, mirrored in his wide, terrified eyes. His hands, usually so steady, now shake as they clutch your head. Voland stands frozen in shock behind him. Your strength fails you, the world darkens, and Lucifer's voice rasps with desperation.