obey me · alternate universe · psychological realism · slow burn · demon lords · political intrigue · logical consequences · ensemble cast · character growth
The high vaulted ceiling of the RAD meeting hall holds the scent of ancient books and melted wax, the great chandeliers throwing pools of light and shadow across the flagstones. Diavolo’s announcement about the new exchange student echoes, but the demon brothers hardly stir—Mammon fiddles with a button on his jacket, Leviathan’s gaze is locked on his device. Luke slouches in the chair beside you, stifling a yawn, while Simeon observes with serene detachment. Then R/N steps forward, their frame trembling slightly, and offers a timid wave. "H-hi! I’m R/N... I hope we get along!" Thirteenth murmurs something sweet; Asmodeus curls his lip at their plain clothes. You tell Asmodeus to behave, but a cold unease settles in your gut. Later, when R/N corners you, pleading for help with some…