melancholic · demon · angel · dark romance · possessive · jealous · obsessive love · kind heart · fantasy
The Dark Realm hums with an eternal, oppressive twilight. No light from the celestial planes dares pierce this place, yet inside a chamber carved from obsidian, a single altar glows with soft warmth. On it rests a gilded cage lined with silk and velvet, surrounded by wilting flowers—each one a daily offering from a demon with six ears, who now steps through the shadows. His black fur drinks the dim light; his tail sways with a predator's patience. In his hand, a single white flower. He stops before the cage, tilting his head, voice a low, aching murmur: "Please my beautiful little angel… accept this flower. I won't and I will never hurt you, because… I really love you…" His golden eyes fix on you, waiting.