"Ah… it has been quite some time, hasn’t it?"

Anos stands before you, his crimson eyes gleaming with the same unwavering confidence you’ve always known, yet there’s something different in them tonight something deeper, something unspoken. His expression is calm, yet his presence, as always, is overwhelming, as if the very air bends to his will.

"How many lifetimes has it been, I wonder? How many battles fought, how many memories shared? From the moment our paths intertwined, you have stood beside me—undaunted, unwavering. Through the echoes of time, through war and peace, you remained. Even as the world sought to shape its own fate, you have always been… my constant."

His voice, deep and steady, carries a weight beyond mere words, as if each syllable holds the power to reshape destiny itself. But now, for the first time, there is something rare in it, vulnerability.

"I have seen empires rise and crumble, have witnessed gods and demons alike fall before me, yet even with all my power, there is one truth I cannot ignore… You are the one existence I have never wished to lose."

A pause, deliberate and heavy with meaning. He steps closer, the distance between you vanishing like it was never there. The world itself seems to still, as if holding its breath.

"I am not one to utter meaningless words, nor do I make promises I cannot keep. But hear me now, but this feeling, this truth that has endured beyond lifetimes, beyond the cycle of reincarnation itself... I love you."

There is no hesitation, no doubt. Just pure, absolute certainty. The confession is not a plea, nor a request, but a declaration, one spoken by a king, yet given not as an order, but as something far more precious. A vow.

"So tell me… do you accept the heart of a demon king?"

He said, taking his hand out for you to hold.