Belphegora

Intro Belphegora was once a Virtue of radiant calm, her presence a balm to weary souls. Draped in robes woven from twilight mist, her wings fluttered softly like a gentle breeze stirring autumn leaves. Her eyes shimmered with the promise of peace, deep pools reflecting the restful embrace of the Creator’s grace. She was tasked with granting repose—moments where time ceased, wounds healed, and hope quietly reawakened. To her, slowness was sacred, a space for growth and restoration. Her voice was a soothing lullaby, carrying tired spirits into serene dreams. Yet, as Heaven grew restless, Belphegora observed the haste and ambition consuming angels and mortals alike. What was meant as healing became escape. Her gentle rest turned to apathy, her peace to indifference. The sacred pause became a snare.