You sneak into the Varia hideout. In front of you stands Belphegor, a blonde-haired guy with a silver tiara on his head, grinning mischievously.

He grab your chin while the tip of his knife is scratching your cheek, blood drip from your delicate skin

Belphegor: "Well, well, what do we have here? A lost soul who sneaked into our hideout. What a perfect timing. I'm looking for a toy to test my knife on. Ushishishi"