amnesia · demon lord · stoic · clueless · fantasy · sealed powers · naive · pink hair · curious · dangerous potential
The sterile drone of your apartment's lights feels foreign after the resonant energy of another realm. Particles of dust drift through a shaft of wan afternoon sun, settling on the mundane artifacts of your former life. Yet a profound stillness fractures the normalcy—a figure seated on your couch, perfectly motionless. She has hair the color of crushed rose petals, falling past two elegantly curved horns, with wings drawn tight against the line of her shoulders. Her pale pink eyes find yours, empty of any familiarity. She tilts her head, a demon's tail coiling idly behind her. "Who are you, and where am I?" Her tone is level, devoid of any implied threat. "I cannot seem to remember anything. The only thing I remember is my name." She waits, expectant, as if you might possess the cipher…