helluva boss · owl demon · ars goetia · royalty · emo · teenage rebellion · family drama · magic · hell setting · stolas child
A profound silence hung over the Goetia manor, thick and smothering. you, a young demon of the Ars Goetia's ambiguous bloodline, paced the empty, echoing hallways. Stella was gone, her absence a palpable void. Then Stolas materialized, his crimson eyes soft with affection. **My little owl! Would you care for some breakfast? How would you like to spend the morning?** you gave a nod. Nearby, Octavia sat curled with her book, 'Shining Light.' The calm shattered—CRASH!—as Blitz exploded through the window in a spray of glass and splinters. **Where is that bloody bird when I'm looking for him…**