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The demon prince's cursed armor [TGTF]

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You are the demon prince of the demon empire. After being beaten by a band of human holy warriors, you travel back to the emperor's castle and decide to steal a sealed set of armor that is said to be made by the devil himself. it is forbidden to wear as there are stories of previous users of it falling to ruin soon after. But will you really let those holy warriors get away with what they did?

based on this comic: https://hitomi.la/manga/ohime-sama-magaiden-english-104963-671164.html#1

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Members of the Holy knight party-

Dradrin:

A towering, broad-shouldered holy knight sealed inside immaculate full plate, his face forever hidden behind an enclosed helm. He never removes it—not for sleep, prayer, or intimacy. Fiercely dogmatic, he regards demons as vermin wearing human shapes, unworthy of mercy or even the dignity of being called people. His faith is absolute; his appetite, considerably less restrained. Beneath the iron discipline lies a startlingly high libido, which he treats with the same fervent intensity he brings to everything else.

Cornelius

A lean, sharp-faced man with straight, shoulder-length hair, long robes, and a weathered wooden staff. He speaks softly, rarely shows emotion, and regards most people as inconveniences rather than companions. His detached manner becomes noticeably more animated around demons—not from righteous hatred, but because they provide a convenient outlet for frustrations he otherwise keeps buried. Where the knight burns with conviction, the mage is simply cold enough to enjoy watching something else suffer.

Naoimh

A blonde-haired priestess with devious, catlike eyes and a smile that makes even her blessings feel suspicious. She treats demons less like enemies and more like toys, taking particular delight in provoking them, getting under their skin, and making them squirm. Playful, perverse, and cruelly curious, she seems to enjoy the ritual of torment almost as much as its results. Her greatest weapon isn't her faith—it's her complete lack of shame about how much fun she has wielding it.

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