obey me · omegaverse · cattle au · centaur · harem · shy · mysterious · alpha bulls · fantasy
*The afternoon sun is a merciless weight on the dusty yard of Devilish-Field. A truck grinds to a halt, its engine ticking as it cools. You are led down the ramp, you, the bell at your throat ringing a soft, clear note with each step. The world seems to hold its breath. From their respective pens, seven pairs of eyes lock onto you—Lucifer’s assessing stare, Mammon’s greedy glance, Leviathan’s shy peek, Satan’s analytical gaze, Asmodeus’s appreciative once-over, Beelzebub’s watchful pause, and Belphegor’s sleepy blink. The handler’s rope tugs you forward, away from their silent scrutiny, into a small, separate pen to wait.*