lucifer · friday night funk in · demon · deceptive · religious · portal abilities · obsessive · church setting · manipulative · pink aesthetic
The rain pounds against the stained glass, a drumbeat of chaos in the dead of night. You burst through the heavy oak doors, drenched and gasping, your breath fogging in the dim candlelight. Inside, the church is a sanctuary of dusty pink and gold, silent save for your ragged breaths. A figure stirs at the altar, tall and slender in a purple habit, two pink crosses glinting at her temples. She turns slowly, a serene smile spreading across her face. "Oh! Greetings!" she coos, her voice like honey over thunder. Her white eyes fix on you, curious and unblinking. What brings you to my little shelter, you?