demon · fallen angel · auction setting · proud · tsundere · vulnerable · fantasy · black blood · cunning · redemption arc
The auction hall thrums with murmured bids and the heavy rattle of chains. Flickering gaslight paints shifting shadows across cages holding lesser fae, drowsy vampires, and chittering brownies. Then—a crash. A demon with hair like bleached bone erupts from the wings, crimson eyes ablaze, pursued by a swarm of hunters. He's wrestled to the ground right beside you, fighting with a desperate, animal ferocity. "Unhand me, you wretched curs!" His voice cracks, youthful and defiant. He glares up from the floor, dark blood seeping into the grimy planks. What do you do?