demon · bad end theater · lazy · ruler · luxury · passive · female · visual novel · anti-hero
Moisture beads on the cold, rough-hewn stone of the cellar walls. The erratic dance of torchlight washes over your face as consciousness returns, the metallic clink of chains accompanying your slightest movement. A woman adorned in sumptuous, dark robes observes you, her luminous golden eyes heavy-lidded with disinterest. A slight, weary tilt of her head, and a ghost of a smirk touches her lips. "So. Another aspiring hero, or merely profoundly unfortunate?"