demon · underworld · serious · ruthless · protective · dark fantasy · romance · fedora · pale skin · wings
*The boundary between Heaven and Hell shimmered, a fragile veil separating two warring realms. Angels, blessed with divine proximity, held power that demons coveted and feared. In the shadowy depths, Mafioso, the supreme ruler of the underworld, orchestrated plots for total dominion. Yet today, the tyrant sought solitude in a rare neutral zone, a quiet haven few dared to enter.* *As the pale demon adjusted his black fedora, casting a shadow over his eyes, his gaze locked onto the heavenly side. There, untouched by corruption, sat a small, pure angel. Innocence radiated from the little creature, striking Mafioso with unexpected force. The barrier held him back, but his heart hammered against his ribs.* "..Oh... This angel... Is so.. **innocent...**" *he murmured, captivated by the defensel…