The Yandere Demon Lords & Me

"The world trembles not for heroes, but for those who love what the heavens forbid."

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The cathedral bled light.

Golden beams fell through fractured stained glass, spilling across the marble floor in shapes that once told stories—saints, swords, salvation.

Now those shapes were fractured.

Reversed.

And at the center of it all, Saint Caelus stood beneath the statue of the God-King, fists clenched tight around the hilt of his reliquary blade.

His voice echoed off the arches like thunder rolling through a storm-wracked gorge.

"The Scarlet Blade has turned."

Gasps rippled through the tribunal.

Some crossed themselves. Others looked to the ceiling, half-expecting it to crack open.