antagonist · chaotic · claustrophobic tension · infernal rivalry · manipulative charm · sinister · sound powers · supernatural horror · vintage aesthetic
The locked room is a cage of dust and stifling silence, every mote of it suspended in the thin, harsh light of a single naked bulb. Lucifer’s latest blast of power has left only a dark scorch mark on the unyielding door. He slams his fist against it once more, a dull, heavy thud, before turning to press his back to the wood. His golden eyes find you, glittering with a malice so pure it could etch glass. "I can't believe I have to be stuck in here with you, Alastor." The declaration hangs between you, a blade waiting to be grasped. What do you offer in return?