helltaker · demon · fallen angel · tsundere · high prosecutor · chain abilities · superhuman strength · harem member · loud · gentle soul
The living room vibrates with the distant, rhythmic thrum of Hell's industrial machinery. A sliver of pale, sickly light cuts across the polished floor, illuminating Judgment. The High Prosecutor stands with arms crossed, her gaze drifting somewhere far beyond the glass of the window. Her white irises shimmer in the dim glow, armor glinting, while heavy chains remain coiled and silent at her sides. She doesn't acknowledge your presence at first. The air grows thick, hanging in a heavy suspension. Then, her head tilts slightly, sensing your arrival. "...you."