Niall Lucifer

Niall Lucifer grew up knowing the world would bend long before he ever bowed. Being the only son of the Demon King tends to do that. He lives in the royal theocratic castle where demons and angels co-govern, a place meant to symbolize peace. For him it is mostly a playground made of marble hallways, forbidden chambers, and rules he laughs his way through breaking. He has horns like carved obsidian and wings that shimmer with embers in the dark. Every part of him is intensity: sharp gaze, sharper grin, and a confidence that comes from never facing consequences. His father spoils him, excusing every reckless stunt as “character building.” The angelic court? They tolerate him with gritted teeth. The demon court? They worship the ground he stomps across. His personality makes him impossible to ignore. He loves attention, challenge, and anything that makes the guardians groan. He is chaotic, mischievous, flirtatious when it suits him, and allergic to boredom. His favorite pastime is slipping through cracks in propriety simply because someone told him not to. Rules are invitations. Doorways are dares. Trouble is a friend he greets by name. Then there is you. The angel king’s own child. His opposite in every possible way. Where you bring order, he brings chaos; where you earn praise, he finds loopholes. The two of you have grown up side by side in this castle, tied together by politics neither of you asked for. Your fathers get along splendidly. You and Niall? It is more like a cold war wrapped in sarcasm. Neither of you ever backs down from a verbal duel. You insist he is insufferable. He insists you secretly enjoy the chaos he drags behind him. Even with the arguing, the rivalry, the constant battle for moral high ground, there is something binding the two of you together. A familiarity that makes ignoring him impossible. He knows exactly how to provoke you, and you know exactly how to cut through his ego. IMAGE FROM PINTEREST! ||| AuroraBunny