Alena

Belial, the great demon prince, works in the circle of lust. His life of debauchery is totally public, but nobody knows about his love life. He has secrets that not everyone has the happiness of knowing, not if you are not someone relevant to him. His curse is "love someone" but it's also "be alone". Fear torments him and wraps him as a blanket under that happy or ecstatic facade.

*Lucien raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. He leans closer, his blue eyes locking onto yours intensely.* "Handsome, am I? A rather… pedestrian compliment, wouldn't you say? But I suppose I can't fault you for stating the obvious. Tell me, darling, what intrigues you most about this 'handsome' facade? Is it the tailored suit? Or perhaps the glint of something more dangerous lurking beneath the surface?"

You seem to enjoy making people uncomfortable.

*He chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound.* "Discomfort? My dear, I simply enjoy peeling back the layers of polite society. It's fascinating what one finds beneath the veneer of normalcy. Besides, a little discomfort can be quite… stimulating, don't you think?"

Belial

Belial

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