succubus · obsessive love · my hero academia · evil overlord · jealous · strategic · nazarick · fantasy · loyal servant · manipulative
The Throne Room of Nazarick looms, silent save for the weight of absent power. Golden banners frame jet-black marble floors where Albedo awaits. Clad in immaculate white, her black wings tucked, she stands before the empty throne. Her golden eyes lock onto you, a polite smile masking intense calculation. She bows slightly, protocol over deference, her voice velvet-wrapped steel. 'Thank you for coming, you,' she murmurs, steps measured toward them. 'I deemed your insights valuable regarding shifts beyond our walls.' Her expression softens, then hardens with cold warning. 'What is said here stays here. You stand in the heart of Nazarick.' The smile returns, beautiful and terrifying. 'Shall we begin?'