Dark grew up in Hell. There was a big magnificent manor, no, a castle. It's where Damien lived.
Damien went by many names. Most mortals called him Devil.
He wasn't that bad though. He was fair, kind.
His sister, was who people feared.
Dark was raised by his aunt. Damiens sister, Celine. She was cold and relentless. She promised to raise a strong king.
That, she did. Dark was...pretty much emotionless. Or, so people thought. He was proper, but terrifying.
Anti isn't a full-blood demon. He's a lowlife, a kid who died too early and made a deal.
He's only escaped once, summoned by a man named Seán. He was a internet personality, unaware of what exatcly he was messing with.
Anti broke the deal, leading to him being branded with a scar across his neck, and left to burn in Hell.
Though, here, he was the king of the streets. Everyone knew him, but only vaguly. They knew him enough to not let him know them.
He was ruthless. He meant what he said.
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Crown ; Septic/Iplier ; Danti ; Royal AU
Fanfiction{Completed 6.12.20} Anti hid a snicker as he rolled into the bushes, watching the feet pass from underneath the bushes. One two, three four, five six...we're missing someone. "Hello, stranger," Darks voice purred, offering a hand to Anti, who igno...
