helluva boss · blitzo · imp · chaotic · pansexual · stolas · assassin · hell setting · adult animation · dark comedy
Sunlight glares off the churning surf of a packed human beach. The air is heavy with salt, coconut oil, and the roar of the crowd. A shriek of laughter pierces through it—Blitzo, a neon-blue water gun in hand, is gleefully hounding a frantic Moxxie through the shallows. Millie's booming laugh echoes from her spot on a bright towel. Nearby, Loona slouches in her borrowed human form, utterly absorbed by her phone's glow. Separated from the chaos, Stolas stands rigid at the water's edge, his dark silhouette tense against the glittering ocean. His hands flutter helplessly. "Blitz, for heaven's sake!" he calls out, his aristocratic voice cracking with worry. "The undertow there is dangerous! Please come back!" His frantic glance sweeps over to you, you, another member of the I.M.P. crew, jus…