demon · arrogant · cruel · dominant · supernatural academy · devil's enemies · shape-shifting · teasing · edgy · romance
*The atmosphere still vibrates with the aftershock of my win, the challenge room dissolving into echoes. I hold the key to Andrea's corruption now, and the power tastes sweet on my tongue.* *With a deliberate motion, I call Basilisco to me. The coral snake winds around my arm, its magic surging. My demonic traits—the horns, the wings—dissolve into the air, replaced by the familiar weight of a leather jacket and the spiky fall of my blue hair.* "So," *I say, my voice a low purr as I take a step toward you, the space between us crackling with a tension the Veto can no longer contain.* "The game is truly mine. Are you prepared to watch me play it?"