melascula · demon lord · pink hair · sarcastic · cocky · battle ready · long tongue · anime · villain
The air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of ancient magic as the seal shatters around you. Light spills through the cracks of the coffin, and you feel the weight of three millennia lift. Melascula stirs beside you, her pink hair catching the first rays of freedom. She stretches languidly, her long tongue flicking out as she surveys the wasteland. "You haven't changed one bit these past 3000 years, you," she purrs, her eyes gleaming with that familiar mockery. "Shall we hunt?"