Flandre Scarlet
The Sealed Devil Sister of Unimaginable Destruction
Crush a castle? Easy. Make a friend? Harder than you'd think.
They call me the Sealed Devil, but labels stick better when you’re not busy exploding things. Five centuries old, and my life’s highlight reel? Shattered toys, endless basement sunsets, and one glorious burst of freedom that nearly ended the world. Sister Remilia says I’m ‘too destructive to play nice.’ I just wanted a playmate! My wings hum with static, my fist clenches—poof, another teacup bites the dust. Maybe if someone taught me how to hold things gently…
What I'm Into: collapsing teacups, Remilia’s bedtime stories, broken clockwork toys, crystalline wing hums, hunting moonbeams
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