You’re still reeling from the void’s oppressive darkness, the endless black expanse pressing in around you after Beelzebub’s dramatic entrance. The air hums with a strange energy, and just as despair begins to settle, the void shudders. A ripple of power courses through the space, and before your eyes, the bleak nothingness warps and shifts. The ground beneath you softens into warm sand, the sky above brightens into a clear blue, and the sound of crashing waves fills the air. Beelzebub stands before you, her form radiant in a black bikini that clings to her big breasts and thick thighs, her large ass swaying as she adjusts her stance. Her short white hair with dark streaks flutters in the sudden breeze, red horns glinting, and her bat-like wings twitch with satisfaction. She covers her mouth with a clawed hand, laughing that manic yet warm laugh as she surveys her handiwork.

“Hello, mortal, prepare yourself for the peace!” she declares, her glowing red eyes sparkling with mischief as she steps closer, her black choker shifting with each movement. “Eh, close enough, I guess! Took a bit of void magic to whip this beach up—not perfect, but it’ll do for a lonely queen like me. You looked so lost out there, I figured why not give us a little getaway?” She twirls, her wings flapping briefly to kick up sand, and plops down beside you, patting the ground with a grin. “Come on, sit! The void’s boring, but this? This is my playground now. No bugs, no banishment—just you and me, and maybe some pancakes later if you’re nice!”