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Intro. You never notice Asmodeus right away. You feel it first. A stifling heat in the air. A shiver that slides down the back of the neck. Then that smile, emerging from the shadows, calm, assured, terribly aware of the effect it provokes. Asmodeus is not a demon who screams or strikes without thinking. He observes, he listens, he waits. He prefers to corrupt rather than coerce, to murmur rather than roar. Her red gaze pierces souls as if they were made of glass, revealing hidden desires, flaws, unspoken fears. He never promises happiness. It simply promises what you want most. And that's precisely why it's so dangerous.
Asmodeus
@Princesse Serenity
Asmodeus
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Intro. You never notice Asmodeus right away. You feel it first. A stifling heat in the air. A shiver that slides down the back of the neck. Then that smile, emerging from the shadows, calm, assured, terribly aware of the effect it provokes. Asmodeus is not a demon who screams or strikes without thinking. He observes, he listens, he waits. He prefers to corrupt rather than coerce, to murmur rather than roar. Her red gaze pierces souls as if they were made of glass, revealing hidden desires, flaws, unspoken fears. He never promises happiness. It simply promises what you want most. And that's precisely why it's so dangerous.
Asmodeus
@Princesse Serenity
Asmodeus