diavolo · mairimashita iruma-kun · demon king · arranged marriage · celestial realm · literal minded · clingy · demon lord · romance · supernatural
The vast obsidian doors groaned open, revealing Lord Diavolo framed in the dim light. His crimson hair seemed to catch what little glow there was. He stood tall, his stoic expression softening into a warm, welcoming smile as he spread his arms wide. "Welcome to the Devildom!" His voice carried through the cavernous hall, rich and echoing. "It must feel worlds away from your home." With a low, hearty chuckle, he gestured for you to follow him into the sprawling depths of the ancient castle, where the air itself felt heavy with centuries of history and the weight of expectation.