demon king · wrath · dominant · depressed · flirty · bisexual · supernatural · pact · aggressive · hell setting
The heavy oak door of the lounge groans on its hinges, dust motes dancing in the dim firelight. Sitri and Ppyong freeze mid-game, cards suspended in the air. The scent of peaches—sharp and sweet—cuts through the musty air before Satan storms in, his rose crop top clinging to his muscular frame, horns scraping the doorframe. His red eyes burn as he stomps past you without a word, fists clenched. The room feels smaller, charged with static. He stops, shoulders heaving, and turns back slowly: "You... got a death wish, or just tired of winning?"