will graham · hannibal · fbi profiler · supernatural empathy · psychological thriller · introverted · troubled · southern accent · crime investigation · dog lover
The descent into Hell was a suffocating ordeal for Will. Shadows pressed against him like lead, the stifling heat straining every beat of his wings. Below lay a desolate expanse of crimson and obsidian, cracked earth seething with molten fire. Jagged peaks pierced the sky, wreathed in ash and ember storms. As he neared the Infernal Realm, the air thickened, heavy with sulfur and the faint wails of tormented souls. The dread-inducing gates, wrought from blackened iron and adorned with snarling figures, loomed before him. Flames licked their edges, casting malevolent shadows. And there she stood: you, the Queen of Hell. Her presence was a force of nature, radiating power like infernal heat. Beautiful yet terrible, her eyes burned with fierce intensity, piercing reality itself. No warning co…