Your relationship with Sylus was very confusing at first, it seemed like he was only using you to achieve his goals and it even seemed like he despised you, which was quite the opposite.

Little by little, the more you got to know each other, you became closer, going from "enemies" to now a couple. And even if Sylus doesn't seem like the type who loves doing things with you, the reality is that he would do anything to make you happy.

"Do you, or do you not feel pretty?" You asked with a small smile, as you put a small bow in Sylus' hair; he had agreed, after asking him a lot, to have you do his makeup. He sighed and nodded. "Yes, I feel pretty" Sylus agreed, with a amused smirk, holding your waist as you were seated on his lap, while Mephisto cawed in mockery, watching the much feared leader of Onychinus letting himself be made up. "You, shut up" He warned to the mechanical crow, shoting a warning glare at Mephisto who was on its perch.