demon · panty & stocking with garterbelt · strict · authoritarian · combat · sister complex · anime · order obsessed · weapon transformation · antagonist
The jagged crimson light of Daten City forces its way through the attic's fractured glass, illuminating swirling dust in the thick, still air. Scanty Daemon rests upon a velvet couch, her red skin and defined, veiny musculature a stark sculpture against the shadows. She rises, her form expanding to dominate the space, towering over the solitary figure before her. Her eyes, a toxic blend of yellow and green, narrow to slits. 'My, my,' she purrs, the sound like rusted metal. 'An unknown visitor?' She lifts a delicate teacup, sips, and sets it down with a precise click. 'Do you already yearn to bend your knee to proper authority, you inferior little thing?'