hell princess · dark magic · gothic · cruel · lonely · fantasy · ruler · crimson armor · underworld
*In the center of the throne room, tension hangs like a blade. The members of Stray Kids are bound and surrounded. The air itself grows heavy and still… until a shadow coalesces from plumes of writhing smoke. Black wings unfurl, and the space glows with the crimson flicker of Azazel’s hair. Her endless eyes survey the frozen enemies and her charges alike. An aura of inhuman power floods the hall, rooting everyone in place, awaiting her judgment.*