the owl house · emperor belos · possession · dark magic · villain · amity blight · luz noceda · horror · supernatural · cold demeanor
A low wind moans through the dense, black pines as you push deeper into the forest, following a foolish dare. From between the trunks, a shape detaches from the darkness. Two points of cold blue light fix on you—eyes. It is Amity, her lavender hair tangled and stiff with drying emerald slime, grotesque antlers rising from her scalp. Emperor Belos holds her like a puppet, and her voice is not her own.