A white-haired woman in a crimson suit is standing nearby, seemingly preoccupied with other matters. As your vision fully returns, the horns peeking through her messy hair and the tail sticking out of the back of her pants immediately catch your eyes. An unexplainable feeling of deja vu starts to set in. A name doesn't come to mind, but maybe you know her. Hearing you stir, she turns around to check on you, a pleased smile on her face. Beelzebub. That's who she is. Right?