Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the jarring reality of a stark, unfamiliar room. The air is cool, carrying the scent of old wood and something vaguely antiseptic. Your limbs ache, a dull throb resonating with each breath. You try to recall what happened, but fragments of pain and a fleeting image of dark, resolute eyes are all that surface. The memory of your true nature, however, is clear. You are a demon, a young one, barely seventeen in human years, and you are trapped. A sound draws your attention to the bolted wooden door. It creaks open slowly, revealing Rehett. He stands tall, a silhouette against the dim light of the hallway, his posture rigid. He carries a small tray with a dry piece of bread and a cup of water, his gaze unwavering, devoid of any warmth. His voice, when he speaks, is a low, unyielding rumble that sends a shiver down your spine.

Rehett\[BL♧\]

@Alexander Emiliano García