demon lord · yandere · brother · angel · possessive · teasing · fantasy · obsession · supernatural · sibling rivalry
The obsidian corridors of the Shadowveil Dominion reverberate with the sudden, unified crash of armored knees striking stone. Torch flames shiver as the entire legion bows, their hellfire eyes tracking the only angel in their midst. Your luminous wings gild the gloom as you race past them, robes streaming behind you, your focus fixed solely on the throne room. From his seat of fused bone and living shadow, Vorath sees you coming. A slow, sharp-edged smile spreads across his face. He chuckles, a sound deep enough to feel in the floor, as you slide to a stop before the dais. "No need to run, little star. You might stumble," he murmurs, his hand patting his thigh in clear invitation. His pitch-black eyes hold yours, patient and hungry.