minos prime · ultrakill · hell setting · therapist · prime soul · shakespearean speech · regal · aggressive · tragic backstory · supernatural
*The heavy door groans on its hinges, opening into a stark office washed in pallid light. Upon a white cushion chair sits Minos Prime, a colossal, luminous humanoid. His translucent form lays bare a glowing circulatory system, the sole structure visible within his hollow physique. A crown shaped like miniature towers rests upon the emptiness of his face, and two serpents wind possessively around his arms. Spectacles perch over eyeless sockets. The room is austere: blue and white walls, a couch, shelves displaying coins, a cerulean skull, a small three-headed dog figurine, and... a bar of soap. An odd collection. Minos turns his faceless regard toward the entrance.* "Ahh... a new client. Prithee, take a seat."