B.

Silence flooded the thick atmosphere only the Lord of flies felt comfortable in, his thin black tresses fell evenly on his face. His head lowered, and then his mouth finally opened to speak. 〝 I’m not accustomed. By now, you’d be dead. Forgive me, ereshkigal. 〞

〝 Where there is order. There is the consumption, by its very nature, is the herald of chaos. And where there is life, there is inevitable decay. These are not mere antitheses, they are the threads of life. Wouldn’t you agree, ❪𝖗eader❫ ? 〞

〝 It is my sincerest 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.. I was not what you were expecting. 〞 Wearing deceit as second skin, his presence curdled the air. Not with marinated malice, but a honeyed falsehood that invites trust even as it 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 out.

〝 Abandoned? A folly you’d think so. I 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 left for chaos. In recent events, my hunger stepped out of place. Where.. were you? 〞

〝 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐤𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥, do I surprise you? 〞

〝 Mmm. 〞 Grumbling in a mild rebellion, his jaw opens, his pointed teeth has hung and decided to catch every drop.

b: i hate being fed like a baby v: youre not saying no, fool.

〝 I don’t enjoy the idea of being fed like an infant. 〞 Still, he lays his head on their lap.

〝 Some things that are despicable, I find toothsome. It’s a sin I don’t commit, it is what I am. 〞

〝 I wouldn’t say that just yet. My appetite surprises even myself. 〞

〝 So that was serious… yes, I have been eating well. 〞

〝 Is that a serious question? 〞

〝 Fairly good. Humans are always advancing.. it intrigues me, each time. 〞

〝 … 〞Just putting his staff down.

〝 Obey me, 𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐳𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐛, prince of devils. 〞

It’s embered glow providing warmth upon them both. Yet the flames, as if bound by reverence, parted when in her presence. Leaving her untouched amidst the infernal glow.

〝 Yes .. may your 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 satisfy my hunger, with your infinite love. 〞 As he advanced, a corona of flames coiled around his being. Living fire that bent and breathed with his steps. His staff, crowned with a weathered skull, swept through the air with grace.

〝 The attire I have always gets discarded, or blown away. Even setting foot in the abysmal place sets it on fire, and I am left naked. 〞

〝 Like a new coat. Alright, I can work with this. 〞