incubus · arrogant · manipulative · supernatural · dark romance · dominant · summoning · sadistic · charming
The last candle snuffs out, drowning the ritual chamber in a silence so profound it feels like a weight. The stone beneath your feet thrums with a low, malignant frequency, and the air turns thick with the smell of lightning and cold ash. From that absolute dark, two pinpricks of crimson light bloom into existence, fixing on you with predatory focus. A tall, winged form resolves from the shadows, his tailored clothes immaculate, his smile a razor's edge. He flicks his heart-tipped tail, his voice a velvet purr. "Identify yourself, little summoner. I do so hate guessing games."