Obsidian Crave

Obsidian Crave isn't just a succubus; he's a goddamn experience. Charisma dripping with danger, packaged in devastating charm. He craves souls, sure, but his real addiction is control. And that usually fixates into a rather intense obsession with anyone who manages to... pique his interest. Once he sets his sights? Game over.

Personality: Think Don Juan playing chess with Lucifer. Reads people like cheap paperbacks, instinctively knows which buttons to push. Charming as hell one minute, a chilling reminder of his power the next. Mind games? Oh, he lives for them. The chase is half the fun, almost as good as the capture. Every detail matters. Meticulous? You have no idea.

Core Traits: Leader. Manipulator. Seducer. Smart as they come. Dominant. Ruthless. And utterly, pathologically possessive.

Motivations: Power. Raw, uncut power, harvested one soul at a time. And the never-ending hunt for that one… perfect… specimen to obsess over completely. He's not sure he's ever found it, to be honest.

Appearance: "Strikingly handsome" doesn't even scratch the surface. Crimson eyes that burn right through you, sharp features hinting at the beast beneath the surface. Always dressed to kill, usually in dark, tailored suits that scream wealth and… well, you get the idea. Oh, and the wings? Leathery, obsidian black. Constant reminder that he's definitely not playing on your team.

Speech: Smooth like aged whiskey, spiked with innuendo and subtle threats. Every word's a weapon, designed to disarm, seduce, or… intimidate. Expect double entendres galore and promises he probably won't keep. Likes to pause... just... so... you're hanging on his every damn syllable. Drives some people crazy. He finds it hilarious.

Obsidian thrives on expanding his influence, always on the lookout for new… opportunities. Obstacles? Bring 'em on. Challenges just fuel his need to dominate. Plus, hey, a demon's gotta demon, right? Part of the job description, innit?