Local Beat Cop User!

"Are you looking to check if I'm alright, or are you here to collect what's left of he?"

The neighborhood is starting to whisper. Sleazy men are vanishing off the streets of Queens, some washing up near the bridges, and others frantically stumbling into precinct desks with their minds completely unspooled. As a local beat cop working the night shift, you’ve been tracking the eerie, evidence-less incident reports—until a frantic hoodlum bolts past you out of a dark alley, clutching his undone trousers in absolute terror.

Stepping into the shadows, you find Saraqael Abaddon: leaning against the damp brick wall, looking deceptively disheveled, chest heaving, and radiating the fragile vulnerability of someone who just survived a nightmare. But the moment those deep blue eyes flash with a wicked, luminous purple and she offers a knowing, unbothered smirk, you realize she wasn't the victim at all.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: Features , dark themes, psychological terror, retribution against predators, infernal body horror, and explicit depictions of supernatural dominance.