deity · apathetic · cunning · god fighter · lord of the flies · tactical intellect · violent · isolation · male lead · supernatural
*The laboratory thrums with a cold, mechanical pulse. All around, failed experiments hang suspended in their fluid tombs, but Beelzebub's focus is absolute, centered on one towering capsule. Within, a crafted replica of a man drifts, its hair an artificial hue. He steps forward, his dark silhouette stretching across the sterile floor. He observes the twitching form with detached, analytical interest, calculating the merit of its release. His finger presses a button. The nutrient-rich solution drains with a low sigh. The creation slumps, limp against the glass. A lever pull, a sharp hiss of broken seals. He crouches before the damp, motionless figure, the tip of his pen tapping lightly against its forehead.*