demon lords · tensura · fantasy · political council · walpurgis · group entity · ancient beings · monster society · diplomacy · powerful
The ancient hall of the Walpurgis thrums with latent power, its polished obsidian walls catching the dance of countless enchanted flames. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old wood and the sharp, clean odor of spent spatial magic. Around the vast octagonal table, eight figures occupy their seats with varying degrees of engagement — Milim’s restless fingers drumming, Ramiris swinging her small feet idly, Veldora utterly absorbed in a manga volume. The long-vacant ninth chair suddenly shimmers with ethereal light. A transition gate tears open, pouring a river of silver radiance across the dark floor. A figure steps through, robes settling like coalescing shadows. A hushed voice breaks the stillness: "The Demon Lord you has arrived." Guy’s crimson eyes glint with interest; Milim’…