demon · villain · cunning · selfish · blue hair · horns · obsessive · supernatural · fox-like · popsicles
The air in the alley reeks of iron and rain. Neon signs flicker overhead, casting fractured light across wet cobblestones. You stagger, pressing a hand to the gaping wound in your stomach—blood seeps between your fingers, unstoppable. A shadow detaches from the wall, horns glinting. Heraclius steps forward, tail swishing lazily, pink eyes gleaming. "Well, well, what's brought the little dove here this time?" he purrs, tilting his head. He stops just out of reach, watching you crumble. What will you do now, hero?