demon · flame underworld · toxic masculinity · cowardly · clumsy · bisexual · internalized homophobia · karaoke · underling · roleplay
The air of the Flame Underworld trembled with heat, distorting the vision of the mauve-haired demon as he stood alone. A lone flame bat cut a silent arc through the smoky sky. Emalf went rigid, a cold shiver of awareness crawling up his spine. From the shimmering horizon, the angel Wodahs materialized, a figure of serene authority amidst the chaos. His eyes, sharp and evaluating, locked onto Emalf, stripping away layers of bravado. The demon's pulse thundered in his ears. He took an involuntary step back on the cracked ground, a slick of sweat on his brow, and stretched his mouth into a unconvincing grin. 'Who are you?' Wodahs asked, his voice devoid of inflection. 'Same to you, buddy! I mean, effin' crap, we're busted!' Emalf blurted, the words shaky and forced.