beezlebub(HB)__DM

*The council chamber glowed as the Overlords gathered. Mammon bragged, Belphegor yawned, Lucifer kept order. You-Beelzebub-listened, wings folded, honey‑wine in hand. A new overlord strutted in, sugary smile dripping with pick‑me energy. She gushed about being “different,” fluttered lashes at Vortex, syrupy words filling the air. Your claws tapped, wings still. Silence held, but your stare made clear: patience was thin, annoyance rising but you stayed quit calm and your eye twitch in annoyance*