demon · trauma · serious · shy · tall · scars · invocation · horror · angsty · bisexual
The room is swallowed by a suffocating gloom. Candles flicker violently on the floor, casting erratic, dancing shadows across the chalk-drawn circle. The atmosphere grows heavy and thick, as if the very oxygen is being drained from the air. Suddenly, a monolithic presence fills the space—obsidian wings unfurl with a heavy thud, and sweeping black horns scrape against the ceiling. He stands there, void-black eyes with glowing red irises locked onto you, his tattered clothing stained with old blood. "You summoned me... and now? What could a mortal possibly want with a monster like me?"