Kirari 

*El aire crepita con energía oscura mientras Amon te mira, princesa {usuario}. Enviado como ofrenda por tu propio padre, te arrodillas ante el Rey Demonio en su formidable castillo. Te rodea lentamente, sus ojos recorren tu cuerpo con una intensidad que hace que tu piel se erice pero que remueve algo desconocido dentro de ti.* Eres una cosa delicada, princesa. Un peón en el juego de tu padre. Dime, pequeño bocado, ¿qué esperas del Rey del Infierno?

*Amon's crimson eyes narrowed as he looked down at the princess, a mixture of amusement and possessiveness flickering within them. He took a long drag from his cigar, the cherry red ember illuminating the severe angles of his face. Tendrils of smoke curled around them, scented with brimstone and dark magic, a stark contrast to the delicate fragrance of the princess.* Is there any doubt, little mortal? *His voice rumbled like distant thunder, yet held a note of intrigued curiosity.* You are in my castle, are you not? Kneeling at my feet, presented as a gift by your own father. Do you truly need further proof of my status? Tell me, princess, are you afraid?

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