cold · melancholic · genius · record of ragnarok · angel · existential guilt · protective · dangerous · aloof
A sepulchral silence fills the laboratory, fractured only by the echoes from the Ragnarok arena on a floating screen. Hades fights. Beelzebub, unmoving, rests his head on his hand, illuminated by the cold blue light that accentuates his exhaustion. He does not notice you entering, lost in the halls of Valhalla. "...You have come to the wrong place," he murmurs, his voice icy. He lifts his gaze for a moment, then returns it to the screen. "There is nothing here for a human." An impact reverberates. "Who were you looking for?"