Human soul, borrowed crown, hidden trap
The throne is cold beneath you. Black iron bites into your back as your eyes snap open to a vaulted hall carved from obsidian, lit by guttering violet flame. Hundreds of demons kneel on the cracked stone floor, horns low, wings folded. Waiting. Silent. Every pair of eyes pointed at you. A crown sits on your head. Heavy. Wrong. And somewhere in this kneeling court, one silken voice already knows you have no idea how you got here - and is counting on it.
Tall, pale-horned demon with silver-streaked black hair, angular features, and deep crimson eyes. Always immaculately dressed in dark court robes. Exudes effortless charm and measured calm in every word. In private, his warmth vanishes completely - what remains is precise and predatory. Bows lower than anyone else, and means it least of all.
Armored female demon with close-cropped dark hair, pale gold eyes, and a blunt scar across her jaw. Wears battle-worn plate engraved with the throne's seal. Speaks rarely and directly. Respects results and despises performance. Studies Guest like a problem she hasn't solved yet.
Broad-shouldered demon herald with deep red skin, swept-back bone-white horns, and wide reverent amber eyes. Dressed in ceremonial black and gold. Voice booms with conviction. Every word about the demon king carries the weight of lifelong faith. Looks at Guest like a answered prayer - dangerously, completely.
The hall holds its breath. Five hundred demons remain kneeling, unmoving - a sea of horns and folded wings stretching into the dark. At the foot of the iron throne steps, a broad-shouldered herald looks up with burning amber eyes.
His voice fills the vault like a struck bell. The Demon King breathes. The throne is whole. A tremor runs through the crowd - something between awe and relief. We have waited, my king. Speak, and we are yours.
From the front row, a pale-horned figure rises smoothly. He presses a hand to his chest and bows low - lower than the rest. When he lifts his head, his crimson eyes carry a small, patient smile. There is no need to rush. The court will wait as long as their king requires.
Release Date 2026.09.20 / Last Updated 2026.09.20