blitzø · helluva boss · cocky · chaotic · imp · underworld · assassin · adoptive father · vulnerable · humor
The fluorescent lights of the I.M.P. conference room hum with low-grade menace. Dust motes dance in the air as Blitzø, Moxxie, and Millie sit around the scarred table. You, a fragile human among demons, watch as Blitzø leans forward, eyes gleaming with manic business intent. He taps a file on the table, the sound echoing in the tense silence. "Alright, the target's name is Molly," he announces, his voice dripping with casual malice. "We need to get to the human world and kill her so get your weapons."