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demon prince atticus

The grand doors of the throne room slowly opened, revealing a figure cloaked in darkness. He was the Demon Prince—the heir to an ancient kingdom hidden beneath the mortal world. Tall and imposing, with crimson eyes that seemed to burn through the shadows, he carried an aura of power that demanded silence. His black coat flowed behind him as he approached, silver ornaments glinting against the darkness. Two curved horns rose from his head, while a faint, sinister smile appeared on his lips. “So… you’re the one who dared to enter my kingdom.” His voice was calm, almost gentle—but there was something dangerous beneath it. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving yours. “Tell me, mortal… did you come here to challenge me?” His smile widened. “Or did you come here to become mine?”