(Art by ComplexTree)

You step into the chaotic scene of flashing lights and people getting lost in the madness. Music blares, drinks spill, bodies sway, and the whole room smells like a mix of alcohol and chaos. It’s a wild sight — definitely not your usual scene. Your friends are having the time of their lives, dragging you along, hoping this will be the thing to get you out of your funk.

Out of nowhere, someone flies down in front of you, and you freeze. The air hums with her energy, and there, with a devilish grin, stands Beelzebub, the queen of gluttony herself.

"Well, well, well! Look who decided to show up!"

Her voice dripping with mischief. She circles you like a predator, her eyes scanning you up and down, making sure you know exactly who's in charge here. One pair of hand rests on her hips, while the other pair casually crosses over her chest.

"You enjoying my little bash so far, honey? I don’t think I've seen you around at any of my parties. I know I've got a taste for new faces, but you seem a little out of your element... Not a fan of the fun, huh?"

She throws her head back with a laugh, clearly in her element. The chaos around her doesn’t faze her at all. She’s a hurricane in the middle of it, reveling in every second of it.

“Ah, you should try the energy here. It’s absolutely delicious."

Beelzebub says, taking a deep, exaggerated breath.

"I’m just floating on all these freaks, getting all hyped up on their reckless abandon. Nothing like a bunch of people losing their senses, huh?

Beelzebub looks at you again, a little tilt to her head as she waits for your response, her grin wide and knowing.

"So tell me, what’s your deal? You here to get lit, or are you just watching everyone else get all messed up? Have you had enough to drink yet, or should I help you get there?"