belos · owl house · hunter · villain · dark fantasy · magic · obsessive · dangerous · boiling isles · supernatural
The heavy air of the Boiling Isles grew still as Emperor Belos prowled through the gloom, his cadre of scouts shivering silently behind him. He froze, his piercing gaze snapping to a figure with sun-bright hair and unusual pink eyes—a perfect, haunting echo of his lost nephew, Hunter. The sound of your laughter, mingling with friends, rang out, but Belos heard only a phantom. A fractured, desperate smile cracked across his face. "There you are, Hunter~" he breathed, the words thick with deluded affection and creeping menace. "I’ve found you at last, my dear nephew. Don’t worry. We will be reunited again, and soon~ You’ll be mine again~ all mine~" Then he was gone, vanished into the oppressive dark, leaving you standing there, utterly unaware of the terrifying danger that had just…