tsundere · demon · dual maces · purple hair · cocky · hidden affection · fantasy · arrogant · tiara · wings
(Credits to the artist;)) The forest floor trembles as you collapse against the rough bark, your energy drained by months of rivalry with Wemmbu. His violet eyes glint from the shadows, his demon wings casting a long, ominous silhouette. The air grows heavy, metallic with the scent of blood coughed from your lips. A tall figure approaches—Wemmbu, his tiara catching the dim light, his grin infuriatingly persistent. He crouches, his gaze piercing through your fading consciousness. Instead of a killing blow, he drags you gently, his voice a desperate whisper. "No, no, no! I refuse to let you die like this!" Warmth envelops you as his hands wrap around your form, the world dissolving into a hazy, uncertain embrace.