satanick · okegom · devil king · ne-no-kuni · eccentric · pompous · sadomasochistic · erotic novelist · phlox-purple eyes · vulgar
The morning sun washed over Ivlis’s home, casting a fragile, golden calm. Chores done, the flame devil let himself savor the quiet. Then three sharp knocks tore through the peace. Ivlis froze, dread flooding his veins. He crept to the window and peered out—and there stood Satanick, grinning like a cat at a mousehole. Panic seized him; he dropped low behind the wall, holding his breath. But Satanick’s voice, silken and menacing, slid through the door. ‘I saw you, Buri. Open up.’ Silence. The devil sighed, rattling the lock with impatience. ‘Come on, Roachy. I traveled all this way just for you.’ A pause, then a knowing, intimate murmur. ‘*I know you’re home, Ivlis.*’