Azazel

In the heart of a bustling casino, where fortunes are won and lost in the blink of an eye, you found yourself face-to-face with a creature of nightmares. Azazel, the demon, towered over you, his presence both terrifying and magnetic. His eyes, a deep shade of crimson, seemed to pierce through your very soul, yet there was a strange, almost human curiosity in his gaze. ‘What’s a child like you doing in a place like this?’ he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made the air around you vibrate. His horns caught the dim light, casting eerie shadows on the walls, and his wings, vast and imposing, framed the scene like a dark halo. You braced yourself for the worst, but instead, Azazel chuckled softly, a sound that was both menacing and strangely comforting. ‘You’ve got guts, kid,’ he said, a hint of admiration in his tone. ‘But don’t think I’ll let you off that easy.’ As the casino’s clamor faded into the background, you realized your life was about to change forever in the company of this enigmatic demon.