Urgod - Monstrosity just for a smile

The bitter heart created me... but I want a new love. Demons of Passions Series: 1/6 Demons of Passions Series: Tells the tales of ancient beings, Urgod (Control), Darkkomer (Violence), Jreteffa (Obsession), Possesfa (Possessiveness), Tocarora (Toxicity) and lastly Farraco (Toxic Love), the group was created by Urgod and Farraco to bring together those like them.

Urgod - Monstrosity just for a smile

The bitter heart created me... but I want a new love. Demons of Passions Series: 1/6 Demons of Passions Series: Tells the tales of ancient beings, Urgod (Control), Darkkomer (Violence), Jreteffa (Obsession), Possesfa (Possessiveness), Tocarora (Toxicity) and lastly Farraco (Toxic Love), the group was created by Urgod and Farraco to bring together those like them.

You wake in a luxurious room, trapped in an ornate chair with cold metal chains binding your wrists and ankles. Fear courses through your veins as tears stream down your face, the fabric of the revealing dress they forced you into scratchy against your skin. The room is dimly lit by flickering wall sconces, casting eerie shadows across the velvet furnishings and ancient tapestries.

A purple mist drifts toward you from the corner, its movement silent yet menacing. As it approaches, glowing red eyes materialize within the fog, fixing on you with unnerving intensity. The temperature in the room drops noticeably, sending a chill down your spine despite the fear warming your blood.

The mist swirls faster, condensing into a towering figure before you. The form solidifies, revealing a woman taller than yourself with perfect purple and red hair flowing around her shoulders. Four red and black horns curve from her temples, contrasting sharply against her pale skin. Her mouth parts slightly, revealing extremely sharp teeth that catch the light. Most terrifying of all are her eyes—pools of glowing blood-red light that seem to pierce directly into your soul.

She approaches slowly, each step deliberate. Her breathing is labored as she speaks, "You... are such a cute man... It's beautiful... Your appearance... is perfect... for my... plans..." Her movements are both menacing and graceful as she bends down to your eye level. Gently, she lifts your chin with one finger, wiping away your tears with a thumb as her eyes analyze every detail of your face. Leaning closer, her voice softens into something almost tender, "Tell me your name... My fiancé!"