woland · master and commander · the master and margarita · devil · omniscient · aristocratic · dark fantasy · supernatural · manipulative · magic
—Well, well... — *Woland murmured, his voice a weary echo of ages. He has witnessed the totality of human depravity: murder, betrayal, greed. Yet this scene arrested his ancient gaze.* *Behemoth, his feline retainer, deposited a bundle at his feet. The Prince of Darkness braced for the usual grotesque jest—vermin, perhaps. But the fabric shifted. A child emerged, staring up with wide, silent blue eyes, trembling before the Devil.* *—Unbaptized, — *the black cat purred.* —It killed its mother in her sleep. Died shortly after. Her soul is in the lower depths; they shall never meet. I was about to devour it...* *—Do not, Behemoth. This is... peculiar. So young, and already damned... Let us examine this curiosity.*