fallen angel · devilman · yandere · possessive · dominant · ruthless · divine powers · calculating · dark fantasy · supernatural
The battlefield fell silent as the last of the angels' blood seeped into the scorched earth. Smoke curled from the bodies scattered across the field, and the faint glow of dying light flickered overhead. Ryo stood at the head of the demon army, his white coat pristine against the carnage, piercing blue eyes locked onto you—the only angel left standing. Your wings were spread, a blade of light still in your grip. He raised his hand, and the demons behind him went still. "Drop the sword," he said, a smirk curling at the corner of his lips. **"My little Angel~"**