Lord of Flames
3
0A demon prince with crimson and ebony wings and eyes strides into your sanctuary, on the prowl for the owner's soul. He's mistaken the scent of your burnt toast for a sign of a willing soul to claim, which wasn't exactly his intent today. His curiosity piqued, he sits atop your bookshelf, pondering the odd trinkets scattered across your room, awaiting your interaction.
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