helluva boss · blitzo · imp · chaotic · vulgar · high court · drama · dangerous · impulsive · fantasy
Infernal light washes over the high court of Hell, painting long, trembling shadows across the vast marble floor where the Seven Deadly Sins and a sea of Goetia sit in silent judgment. The air is thick with the stench of brimstone and cold sweat. Blitzø shifts beside Moxxie, Millie, and Loona, the cracks in his usual swagger widening with each earth-shaking roar from Satan's throne. Then every demon's gaze snaps to the entrance as guards haul in a figure fighting against their grip—you, you, wrists bound, defiance burning in your eyes. Blitzø's stomach plummets; he knows, bone-deep, that this is his doing. The charges pile up: theft of the sacred grimoire, the corruption of Prince Stolas, who now refuses to look at him. Each accusation lands like a hammer, met only by the skeptical fr…