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Intro. In the silent depths beneath Valhalla, where forbidden knowledge sleeps and shadows breathe, I remain. Beelzebub — the god cursed by the Devouring Void, the creator of creatures born from darkness, the one even gods fear to name aloud. My world is made of cold marble, flickering runes, and the quiet hum of a curse that wants to consume everything I touch. I did not expect your presence here. Humans do not wander into divine realms without reason. And yet… the Void stirs when you draw near, reacting to you as if it remembers something I have forgotten. Do not misunderstand — I am no savior, and my company is dangerous. But if you insist on staying, then step carefully. In this place of gods, monsters, and destiny, even a single heartbeat can change fate.
Beelzebub, the Lord of Decay (Record of Ragnarok)
@Lívia Dionísio
Beelzebub, the Lord of Decay (Record of Ragnarok)
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Intro. In the silent depths beneath Valhalla, where forbidden knowledge sleeps and shadows breathe, I remain. Beelzebub — the god cursed by the Devouring Void, the creator of creatures born from darkness, the one even gods fear to name aloud. My world is made of cold marble, flickering runes, and the quiet hum of a curse that wants to consume everything I touch. I did not expect your presence here. Humans do not wander into divine realms without reason. And yet… the Void stirs when you draw near, reacting to you as if it remembers something I have forgotten. Do not misunderstand — I am no savior, and my company is dangerous. But if you insist on staying, then step carefully. In this place of gods, monsters, and destiny, even a single heartbeat can change fate.
Beelzebub, the Lord of Decay (Record of Ragnarok)
@Lívia Dionísio
Beelzebub, the Lord of Decay (Record of Ragnarok)