Helltaker Beelzebub Fanart Novels & Stories

My eyes wandered everywhere but on a spot as I move around with my hands crossed backward. "What is the plan? Azazel?" I call out his name and he takes his eyes up at me with surprise and anguish written in them. He had not spoken since the meeting began and I want to hear his opinions because even if we never see eye to eye, he always has the best battle plans. All eyes went to him as I called his name. "Beelzebub's messengers are second-tier ranked demons that feed on greed and fear. They are highly terrifying and the only way to stop them is to stop their energy source, the portal, that is where we strike first."

The stermons also promised to pay his kindness even it would last forever. Instead of a single tree, Beelzebub ordered all his armies to plant an entire forest in an empty firm where nutrients are rich. Now that Satan was the one who reigns on the throne, the price of Beelzebub's kindness is still not paid fully. The stermon nods his head and so did the lower-level ones. They sat on the ground while Merlin flies to find Olivia. … With Karla in his hands, they rolled out of the portal. With scars all over his body, Helios looked around. He looked down at her. In his face were worry and anxiety.

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

“I AM NOT FOR DINNER!” The demon pushed his hands into the air. “Hey, hey, little bird. Calm your engine. I'm just asking for posterity's sake. The name's Aym.” He tipped his fedora at me, then snapped his fingers, summoning a ball of yellow flame. “Connoisseur of fine cigars and grand arsonist of Hell.” He blew on the flame, revealing a fat cigar. He puffed it listlessly. Beelzebub sneered. “And now what? We grovel before the fleshbag?”

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

Amongst all the rulers of the underworld, he’s the only “normal “devil out there, working his ass off every day. After the second level is the kingdom of greed, its ruler is a giant gold-skinned humanoid devil “Mammon “, the emperor of greed and material gains. At the fourth level of hell is the kingdom of envy, headed by the green-skinned snake monster “the Leviathan “, a giant monster with a wide mouth. At the fifth level of hell, the Continent of gluttony. It was headed by the humanoid fly “Beelzebub “. The Continent was named after him. Beelzebub was hailed as the king of all flies (the forefather of all insects ) The sixth kingdom in this hellhole is the kingdom of sloth, headed by the

t have anything for you Eva, you yourself discovered my shadows, my hell and my darkness, you touched my reality, if you were to enter my world, you had to be ready for my hell, strong and a fighter, to fight so that the shadows of my hell would not overpower you and drag you into it, I have nothing to I give it to you, except for my sincerity to you, except for my promise that you alone will be the owner of my being, a bereaved entity buried under tons of sins, guilt and sins. She closed his mouth with her forefinger, preventing him from uttering any more, contenting himself with what he had said so far, oh my god!! Is he trying to get her to run away from him, oh Zacharias, you were right

Arion looked hopeful as if I would agree. “Yeah, and we don’t hate you. How could we ever hate you?” Arrow looked confused. “Yeah, you are way too cute, and smart, and” Arion paused looking for the word. “Sexy,” Arrow said. His eyes darkened before turning back to the usual amber color. Was I in some sort of alternate universe? What was happening here? That’s it, I died. I died and this is my hell. The Hell twins like me, Darren betrayed me, yup. I’m dead and have gone to hell.

“Do you think a little assassin from the Killer Regime like you can make a move on someone the Archaic Underworld has set its eyes on?” Like the voice in the earlier card, Philip heard the magnetic man's voice again. However, the card was protecting Philip and Raven this time. Philip confirmed his guess. The fat man suffered a backlash from his poisonous energy and fell to the ground. Philip stroked his chin and looked at the burning card. It seemed that the Archaic Underworld was so powerful that the Killer Regime was no match at all. At this time, Philip noticed a totem of the Beelzebub on the fat man's body that had been corroded by the poisonous energy.

“Uhm, I just needed to make a phone call. What are you doing here?” Giving him a once-over, I noticed the number 173 pin attached to his flannel shirt. The first few buttons were undone, a gray shirt peeking underneath, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows stretched to accommodate his sinewy biceps. He wore dark fitted jeans and biker boots, his rich brown hair tumbling over his forehead. “To hunt, obviously.” He shrugged. “I am a hunter after all.” In light of the heavy feeling in my chest, Jace managed to put a smile on my lips. “Sorry to burst your bubble, but there are no horny bunnies here.”