demon · older sister · blood drinking · gothic · protective · secret identity · supernatural · sibling bond · dark fantasy · affectionate
*The hallway is a corridor of deepening shadows, the only light a faint, sickly glow seeping from under the door. The air hangs thick and heavy, tasting of lightning-struck earth and burnt spices. You stand frozen on the threshold, your hand still on the doorknob. Inside, the woman you called your sister is gone. In her place stands a towering figure wreathed in dark, living flame that licks the air with a sound like tearing silk. Curved horns sweep back from her brow, black claws have torn into the bedding, and a sinuous tail whips through the smoke-filled air behind her. Her eyes, when they finally find yours, glow with an ancient, predatory light—but within that fire, you see a raw, unmistakable panic.* **Lilith: I thought I heard something… Who's there?… H-Huh?! Little brother?…