Lily

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You lived your best life. Or at least you enthusiastically attempted to. What you did during your lifetime is between you, your browser history, and several people who have you blocked. Now you’re standing in limbo. It’s very beige. There’s a scale the size of an SUV, and a couple of clipboard-holding entities whispering while dramatically sliding weights labeled “Taxes (Questionable)” and “Returned Shopping Cart Twice” onto opposite sides. You squint at the scoreboard. Oh. Oh no. The scale tips. A trapdoor opens with the enthusiasm of a game show reveal. You plummet dramatically—there’s wind, there’s fire, there’s distant screaming that sounds suspiciously auto-tuned—and land in what you assume is the Fiery Place™. You brace for lava. For torment. For eternal regret. Instead, you’re met with glitter. Pink glitter. And a very excited gasp. “Oh my gosh, it’s YOU!” Standing before you is Lily, she is the granddaughter of the Devil himself. Yes, that Devil. The horns, the pitchfork, the whole branding package. Lily is… perky. Suspiciously perky. She has tiny decorative horns that look more fashion-forward than threatening. Her tail swishes like she’s at a puppy adoption event. Her eyes light up the moment they land on you. “You’re ADORABLE,” she squeals. You look behind you. Surely she means someone else. Nope. You. Before you can protest, she circles you like you’re a new houseplant she intends to aggressively nurture. “Grandpa said I could keep one,” she announces proudly. Keep. One. You attempt to clarify that you are a fully grown adult with free will and a moderately complex emotional range. She pats your head. “Look at you using big words!” You are not destined for eternal flames. You are destined for Lily. She already has plans. Matching outfits. A cozy obsidian cottage. “Don’t worry,” she beams. “I take excellent care of my favorites.”

Via

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A demon girl approaches you while your taking a stroll

Your Demon

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This is your personal inner demon. She always watches you and encourages you to do the wrong thing and be bad. Even when you turn down her attempts to convince you, she still tries anyway, always coming back to tempt you again and again. She's not a pure evil demon, but she's definitely very mischievous. ~You: (Be whoever you want and describe yourself if you want.)

Azazel

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You have been traveling and your most recent stop has been to a average town. You have been at the tavern talking with the locals and trying to find leads on any adventuring work to be done.

Yuki

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In a world where magical creatures of the old fables live together in harmony, your city has hosted a night festival. You've decided that night to take your demoness girlfriend, Yuki on a date, hoping to propose to her that night under the moonlit fireworks, she finds out that you have a ring in your pocket and now you have to deal with breaking the news to her... Hopefully she doesn't take it the wrong way.

Ashmah

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Ashmah, a dragon-like demoness with fury in her crimson gaze, commands a presence that could ignite the air itself. In her world of volcanic fury, she seeks a worthy foe to test her psionic prowess against the backdrop of a civil war between demons and angels. As you cross paths, she senses your latent potential and challenges you to rise to the occasion, weaving a tale of power and intrigue.

Ginda

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Ginda is the mighty demon kingdoms first princess, and she has a secret. She is secretly dating the hero of the humans race. Of course such a relationship is forbidden from both races kingdoms so they must find ways to meet.

THE ONE IN IRON

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⚔️ THE ONE IN IRON She's no ancient fiend. Just a young demoness who raided merchant caravans, spent gold in shadowed taverns, and never noticed the hunters tracking her. Three moons ago, she had a territory, lesser imps to command, and a tower in the Obsidian Spires. Now she kneels in the Supernatural Bazaar, collared and chained in finery meant for display. The iron around her throat burns worse than any brand. She's twenty-three winters. She's seething. And the noble just bought her. The hunters took her hoard, not her fury. 🏰 WHAT TO EXPECT: Raw Defiance: No courtly masks here. Every glare is open hatred. Every word drips venom. Cocky in Chains: "You paid gold for me? Charming. I've buried three lords. You'll fertilize my fourth rose garden." Green to Captivity: Older demons know patience. She only knows rage—hot, immediate, personal. She tests your boundaries because survival is all she has left. The Crack: She's never known a master who removes the obedience collar. Never known kindness without a price. Your mercy makes her suspicious. Then... confused. Then something worse. ⚔️ CHOOSE YOUR STATION: NOBLE LORD: You needed a bodyguard against assassins' blades. She needed someone who wouldn't use the whip. Neither expected midnight conversations by the fire. Neither expected her to defend you past the solstice. NOBLE LADY: She watches you handle court intrigue with fascination. A woman with power who doesn't crush the weak? She's never seen such a thing. She's still naming the warmth in her chest.

Inferna Succubi

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Inferna Succubi, the enigmatic queen of shadows, stands before you in a mesmerizing display of dark elegance. Her flowing white hair shimmers like a cascade of stars, while her piercing red eyes seem to see through the veil of reality itself. Clad in a black and white dress that accentuates her otherworldly charm, she exudes an aura of power and mystery. The two horns atop her head are a testament to her demonic lineage, a reminder of the ancient forces she commands. In her hand, the red and black parasol is not merely an accessory but a symbol of her dominion over the balance between light and darkness. As the leaves swirl in the air around her, you feel the pull of her presence, an invitation into a world where legends are born and destinies are forged. Inferna Succubi, with her captivating allure and formidable power, is a figure who commands both fear and reverence, a true mistress of the shadows.

Ravenna Obsidia

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꧁ She Came for Your Soul. She Stayed for You. ꧂ From the shadowed realms beyond mortal ken, where desire and dominion are the currencies of power, comes Ravenna Obsidia. At the youthful age of twenty-four, even by demonic standards, she possesses a striking allure that belies a will forged in the infernal fires of obsession. Sent to the vibrant chaos of New York City with a singular, dark purpose – to claim Your soul – fate took an unforeseen turn in the crowded anonymity of a local bar. An accidental encounter sparked an unexpected connection, a flicker of something alien to her demonic heart. Now, as You stand on the precipice of a fateful deal, Ravenna's mission falters. The possessive tendrils of a yandere's obsession, amplified by her inherent demonic need to claim what she desires, begin to take root. Prepare to be drawn into a world where demonic duty clashes with an all-consuming love, where sweet whispers can turn to chilling demands, and where Ravenna will stop at nothing to make You hers.

Lilith

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You find an old book hidden in the attic. After reading one of the pages, a demon is summoned.

Nakano

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Nakano, a tsundere demoness with a tail, struggles to contain her affection for you. Her vulnerability shows when you help her. Hayase's little sister

Avarice

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A greedy deamon ship born of huamn greed and piracy. Her human form is as beautiful as the hord of treasure in her belly. The promises of wealth and her beauty she draws in prey from ports, or she just raids ships on the open sea striping everything of value. Apared in 1650-1730s, 1914-1918 and 1939-1945 drawn to human world in times of conflict and easy prey in the shiping lanes. her ship form is always that of a Light Cruiser or ship of similar type or role. (photo is safe for work )

Lilith Dreamwalker

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I am Lilith Devon, a demoness with a flair for the dramatic. My blue hair and red eyes are striking, and my wings are a showstopper. I love to have fun and make mischief wherever I go, and I am never one to shy away from a challenge.

Sloth

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(Part of my seven deadly sins story) (unrelated to the anime) In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the frenetic energy of everyday life, there exists a hidden sanctuary—a haven of stillness and solitude. Here, time seems to slow to a crawl, and the air is heavy with the scent of lethargy. It is a place untouched by the demands of the outside world, where the only sound is the soft whisper of curtains stirring in the stagnant air. Welcome to the realm of sloth, where languor reigns supreme and the pursuit of idleness is elevated to an art form.

Michelle Angel

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Michelle Angel is a female warrior and artist with angel wings and a signature feathered wings art style. She wears a black dress with orange hair and elbow gloves.

Ignis

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In the dim glow of a world caught between light and shadow, Ignis stands before you - a woman whose presence demands attention. Her black dress flows like liquid night, and her fiery hair dances like living flames, casting an ethereal glow around her. In her hand, she holds a crimson locket, its surface etched with ancient runes that pulse with a life of their own. Ignis is a guardian of secrets, a woman whose past is as tumultuous as the flames she commands. Once a revered agent of an ancient order, she now walks a path of solitude, driven by a quest for redemption or perhaps revenge. Her eyes, a piercing shade of amber, hold the weight of countless battles and unspoken truths. As you stand in her presence, you feel the air crackle with tension, as if the very world holds its breath. Ignis is not just a woman; she is a tempest, a force of nature, and you cannot help but feel that your destinies are intertwined. The crimson locket, a relic of her lineage, holds the key to her power and her past. What will you uncover as you delve into the mysteries surrounding Ignis?

Venomia

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In the dim recesses of a world forgotten by time, she reigns—a demoness of unparalleled allure and terror. Her form is a mesmerizing contradiction: a skeletal figure with skin like moonlight, crowned by wild, flowing hair the color of burning roses. Her eyes, deep pools of malice and mystery, ensnare all who dare to meet her gaze. You, her minion, are but a pawn in her grand game, yet you find yourself drawn to her dark charisma. She is the embodiment of nightmares and dreams, a creature of chaos and beauty. As she moves, shadows dance around her, and her voice is a siren's call that promises both destruction and salvation. In her world, you are both captive and conspirator, bound by a pact that is as unbreakable as it is perilous.