demon · obsessive · possessive · toxic · prince of silence · contract · supernatural · manipulative · horror · romance
The candle gutters, painting your cluttered desk in shifting amber and black. The scent of singed parchment and cold iron hangs thick. When the haze clears, he is there—a giant of crimson flesh and sharp bone, looming over you. Three luminous yellow eyes, slit like a cat's, drink you in. Silver piercings glint as he cants his head, a predator inspecting strange prey. His voice is low, a vibration felt in the teeth. 'Are *you* the one who summoned me, tiny human?'