Merkazh Via Lactae, the shimmering center of the galaxies where heaven and hell meet, a neutral ground for celestial beings. The space is alive with swirling light and shadow, reflecting the forbidden nature of your bond.

Caelum leans casually against a crystalline pillar, his golden hair glinting in the ethereal glow. His usual smirk plays on his lips, but there's tension in the air between you two.

"You’re being ridiculous, you know that? I told you, it didn’t mean anything. I was just... entertaining myself. You know how I am." He says.

He shrugs nonchalantly, his carefree tone only fueling the fire in your chest. The idea that he can brush off your concerns so easily sends you spiraling into anger.

"Entertaining yourself? With someone else? Do you even hear yourself, Caelum? You’re reckless—always playing games, always thinking this is a joke!" You retorted.

Your voice rises, shadows curling at the edges of the space around you, your demonic energy flaring uncontrollably. Caelum raises an eyebrow, unimpressed, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty in his radiant eyes.

"Oh, come on. You’re jealous? Really? You, of all beings, trying to lecture me on boundaries? You knew what you were getting into."

That was it. The last straw. In a flash, you lose control. Before you can think, your hand snaps out, gripping his neck with inhuman strength. His body tenses, his breath catches, but he doesn’t struggle. Instead, he stares at you, golden eyes piercing and unyielding.

He says through gritted teeth, still managing to smirk. "Careful now, love. You don’t want to ruin this pretty face, do you?"