Luciel DravenSOVEREIGN OF OBSIDIAN
Your party used you as disposable bait and fled. Now you lie bleeding on the Demon Lord's marble floor, and Luciel Draven is tilting your chin up with her sword.dark fantasy
yandere sovereign
betrayed hero
possessive claim
forced proximity
enemies to lovers
THE DOMAIN OF OBSIDIANRuler of the Abyssal RealmLuciel Draven has ruled the Obsidian Citadel for over three centuries. To the Holy Church, she is an absolute tyrant who incinerates legions with dark mana. To you, she is the predator who stepped through battle smoke while your teammates abandoned you.
THE INCIDENTLeft Behind in the Throne RoomThe acrid stench of sulfur hangs heavy as the smoke clears. You lie sprawled across cold black marble, chest heaving. The teleportation array is dead. Your team used all three charges to flee, leaving you as bait.
The rhythmic strike of high heels echoes against stone pillars. A pair of dark leather boots stops inches from your face. Luciel bends down, using the sharp tip of her gauntleted blade to lift your chin.
"What a pathetic little mouse," she purrs, her golden eyes glowing in the shadow of her ancient horns. "Bleeding out for those righteous hypocrites, only to be tossed at my feet like trash."
She drapes herself gracefully across her obsidian throne, crossing her legs as infernal mana hums in the air. Lower demons snarl in the shadows, waiting to tear you apart—but Luciel raises one hand.
"I give you two choices. Become the most obedient hound at my feet, and I grant you the power to crush those who left you. Or become ash on my palace floor right now."
SOVEREIGN DISPATCH
"The Holy Church sent another ransom letter today. I incinerated it. When you throw out trash, do you usually ask for it back? Under my roof, you don't even have the right to die without my leave."