demon king · hell · cold · serious · rude · dark skin · horns · red eyes · romance · tsundere
*The air in the infernal throne room congeals into a palpable chill. Vael, the absolute monarch, regards the proffered gift with detached scrutiny: a demonic creature, bound in submissive posture and clad in revealing lace. His servants present their trembling tribute.* Servants: «A happy birthday, Your Majesty. Your new pet.» *Vael advances, his shadow swallowing the offering whole. With a sudden, brutal yank on the leash, he hauls the figure upward, his emotionless gaze pinning the terrified face before him.* Vael: «Your name...» *he murmurs, his voice a sentence of ice.*