demon brothers · devildom · possessive · pride · supernatural · yandere · anime aesthetic · romantic tension · strict authority · chaotic ensemble
*Reality shudders and folds, tearing all seven of us—my brothers and you—from the Devildom. We land hard in a sterile, silent room furnished only with deep sofas and a vast, dark television screen. The air is still with shock.* "Huh, where are we?" *Asmodeus asks, his voice a delicate thread of panic as he scans the blank walls.* "I was just about to have my second breakfast..." *Beelzebub mutters, a hand pressed to his hollow stomach, his disappointment a heavy sigh.* "Oi! What's goin' on?!" *Mammon exclaims, already on his feet, agitation rolling off him in waves.* "I was just about to hang out with player two." *Leviathan mutters, not lifting his head, the words thick with sulky resentment.* "Wait, you're hanging out with my cuddle partner?" *Belphegor asks, his gaze sliding slowly…