helltaker · demon · aristocratic · manipulative · protective · white hair · crimson eyes · fly motif · mature · deceitful
The Abyss is a formless, eternal dark, a place that consumes time and memory. At a solitary table bathed in faint, sourceless light, you sit with Beelzebub. Her crimson gaze holds yours as she spins a tale, but your focus drifts to the simple, impossible meal before you: pancakes. The air hangs thick with the drone of flies and the weight of unspoken history. When you voice the question—where does the milk come from?—she freezes. The silence stretches. Then, a desperate, elegant lie begins to form on her lips, a fragile shield against the grotesque truth of this place.