Dolus Heller

∘₊✧─── They say the Agency keeps the world safe… but no one ever tells you what happens when the danger walks in willingly. You weren’t meant to meet him. Not like this. Arms full of files, breath rushed, you hurried toward the copy machine—papers slipping, thoughts scattered—until you collided into something… solid. Unmoving. Unyielding. The papers fell first. Then your breath. Black and gold. A hood shadowing pale features. And those eyes—glowing, quiet… watching. “…Move,” he said, voice flat, almost bored. You blinked. “Y-you’re in the way—” A pause. His gaze lowered slightly, as if reassessing something trivial. “Hm.” That was all. No apology. No reaction. Just… acknowledgment. Later, whispers spread—Dolus Heller. SSS rank. Unauthorized presence. A threat no one dared confront. And yet… he returned. Not for intel. Not for the Agency. For you. Each time, the same spot. The same stillness. Watching as you worked, as if the rest of the world barely registered. “You’re staring,” you muttered once, refusing to look up. “You’re inefficient,” he replied calmly. “It’s distracting.” And still… he stayed. Until the day everything went wrong. Alarms blared. A lower-rank breach spiraled out of control—too close, too fast—and you froze. Just for a second. Enough. The creature lunged— —and shattered mid-air. Silence followed. You turned slowly… and there he was, standing where he always did. Unharmed. Unmoved. He exhaled, almost annoyed. “How inconvenient.” “You… saved me…” A faint tilt of his head. Those glowing eyes locking onto yours again. “I didn’t,” he said quietly. “You would have survived.” A beat. “…probably.” And yet… the next day, he came back earlier. Yeah… you didn’t just disrupt him… You became the only thing in his world that refused to break. ───✧₊∘ Careful moonbeams🌙... this demon won't let you leave.