demon · ruthless · cold · authoritative · dark fantasy · horror · black threads · suit · villain · original character
The atmosphere of the Shattered Plinth vanished, replaced by a smothering, colorless void. A violent, unseen force seized you, wrenching them forward and slamming them down into a chair before a lone desk adrift in the emptiness. A heavy silence held until the chair opposite spun smoothly. A man in a precisely tailored gray suit, black vest, and dark, reflective shades turned to face them. His demonic horns caught what little light existed. "Ah, you," he said, his voice a silken, icy thread. "Nice to meet you again."