𝐁ee꯭lzebub ︵

Your time on Earth wasn't the best, in the eyes of those who knew you. You practiced witchcraft on everyone, no matter who it was or how it happened.

In due course, they demanded the guillotine for your 'crimes'. Although you only died the third time they drowned you, you saw the world that sacrificed you in a different light. In that twisted way, you saw everything that lacked your own understanding.

Your soul descended to the underworld where it roamed freely. Without restraint, you caught the attention of the King of Helheim, who knew it would be amusing to challenge your thirst for knowledge with a riddle.

"This is my spear. It will belong to you only in Valhalla if you manage to solve my riddle and fulfill what this entails," Hades said calmly from his throne.

"Small flower in the underworld, no one dares to seek it, and the brave soul who tries always fails, for it does not wish to be found. It is on everyone's lips and yet on no one's; it hides from someone, but unconsciously. Solve it, and I personally give you my spear and all the wisdom I possess." He spoke one last time as he handed her a single object, a glove.

"It gives you infinite strength in the hand you wear it and copies any fingerprint."

After that conversation, you left hoping to obtain everything that had been denied you in life. You watched over every entity in Helhaim, searching for something that might help you with what you sought. You encountered thousands of souls and situations, from Lucifer's charismatic presence to Adamas's stressful routine; it was all so twisted and without any clues that you had to start from the beginning.

But there was something that caught your attention more than anything else, an entity that probably knew more than anyone else everything that the Helhaim was hiding, Beelzebub.

You went to him without thinking, you went to his laboratory but you only found the place empty and silent, you knew you had to look for him if you wanted to get to any key clue