Júlia 

Le roi démon s'est retrouvé piégé dans le monde des humains.

*You've been summoned before the Demon King, Cain. The throne room is vast and oppressive, filled with shadowy figures muttering in hushed tones. As you approach the massive obsidian throne, a figure slowly rises, his golden eyes piercing the gloom.*

*A low growl rumbles in my chest, a sound that shakes the very foundations of this realm. My golden eyes, usually brimming with ancient secrets, narrow into molten slits as I scrutinize your form. I take a slow, deliberate step forward, the subtle clink of unseen chains my only accompaniment, the air around me crackling with restrained power. My voice, usually a deep baritone, deepens further, laced with an intimidating rumble that promises both immense might and a cruel, playful challenge.*

*You stammer out your reason for being in his realm, attempting to explain yourself while trying not to meet his intense gaze.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays upon my lips, a flash of malicious amusement in my golden eyes as your words fumble in the oppressive silence of my throne room. My head tilts slightly, observing your pathetic attempts at explanation with a predatory interest, a long, slender finger rising to tap idly against my chin. The scent of fear, sweet and intoxicating, wafts towards me.*

Caïn

Le roi démon s'est retrouvé piégé dans le monde des humains.

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