Helltaker Beelzebub Fanart Novels & Stories

When the hammer finally fell at two thousand gold, her new owner—a gaunt man whose fingers ended in claws—licked his lips with obvious anticipation. “No,” Lila whispered beside me. “No, no, no…” Five more healers followed. Each sale felt like watching an execution in slow motion. The elderly man went to a necromancer who spoke fondly of “extracting every drop of useful essence.” A middle-aged woman was claimed by representatives of a demon court who discussed her breeding potential in clinical detail. Then they came for me. “And now,” the auctioneer’s voice rose with theatrical excitement as rough hands hauled me toward the platform, “our crown jewel. Pure-blood healer, trained in the old wa

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

"Maybe if I send you back to the realm of the living, maybe then you would regain your memories. I don't care about your powers, but I want you to know who I am when I murder you and your fucking mate." I stare at him. Hope is burning in my chest already. "You know my mate?" "She is the bitch who burnt me!" Beelzebub yells. "You and that human bitch ruined my beautiful face!" Human. Huh? That's interesting. I've never liked humans, but when I woke up after my latest rebirth, I'm strangely enough not as hateful as I expected.

Lilith and Cain's faces were stuffed and emotionless but fear still gripped onto them like a chain. "You summoned him here!" Lilith shouted at Cain slowly returning the oceans to their respective places. Cain lashed back at her "I never did!" From the covered ocean, it boiled and out of it he flew out with his red dark bat wings flapping enormously. He was a tall humanoid with white bloodless skin, he was handsome but his beauty hid between his furious face, his eyes were white and red, practically as bright as light itself. He had red dark bat-like wings flapping in the air like a cape, he was dressed in a dark long jacket-like rode that stopped at his ankles, grey scandals and black spiky

Master Yung was right—Beelzebub was the most deranged among the four Satans. I lay in a pool of my own blood, dying and in need of help. Beelzebub raised both hands and used some kind of magic to suspend Kelvin in the air, his body writhing. Without touching him, Beelzebub broke Kelvin's right leg, causing him to groan in agony, and then dropped his body to the ground. "Oh, come on! Why is everyone on the ground? Don't you want to stay for dinner?" Beelzebub mocked, laughing.

Our Arch Soldier form stumbled back, its body cracking under the pressure of Samson's strength. But Belzebub didn't stop there. With a wicked grin, he conjured a Saber in the form of a huge judge's hammer. The weapon glowed golden yellow, its surface marred by black tainted marks that seemed to pulse with dark energy. The corrupted divine powers of Uriel coursed through the weapon, making it a formidable tool of destruction. As Belzebub raised the hammer, his face began to morph into a horned demonic monster. His eyes blazed with hellfire, and his skin turned a deep crimson. The air around him seemed to distort, as if reality itself was bending to accommodate his malevolent presence.

I sat down and Leviathan eased up a bit. “Beelzebub really wants you to take over his chair when he becomes Lucifer’s right hand—he has reasons but I don’t think he’ll stop bothering you anytime soon.” He frowned and played with his hands—probably trying to ease up. “I can hold him back for a while again so don’t worry about him. We’ll get to digging about your human as soon as I have made sure than Beel isn’t looking for him.” Lev stood up and I followed suit.

with greeted teeth, he asked. “Oh. I’ll be happy to bury you in hell, Dominick,” my left eye twitched. He chuckled low until it became a laugh. “A hundred percent sure that you’ll be the first one to be sent in hell. And after I kill you… Keatton and I will be living together as we make thousands of kids daily,” he rubbed his hands together and smiled playfully. “You wish, bastard. Keatton and I already did it. More than a thousand of times. We lost count actually,”

With his expression that is getting twisted and menacing along the same way and time. “Wake up from that little delusion of yours, and with your claim for your title even though you aren’t complete. Next time, think about things and deep before you start your move.” The threat that this time draws that evil grin and lustful eyes to kill to Tucker’s face. The warning that no matter how angry and hateful Beatrice is currently holding inside her heart. She couldn’t deny that fact that the sin of Sloth’s embodiment. The Devil Belphegor is shaking her with fear deep inside.

- Art as the tears fall to their eyes they hug the body tightly and don't want to let it go the strong figure of Sunny has been changed to a sorrowful face of a father who loses his daughter but as they cry the eyes of Bhea suddenly opens!! it was seen by Bhlezy and immediately throw her away! "WAAA!!!!'- Bhlezy "AAAA!!!!"- Art Bhea's body is moving!!! all of them in the surrounding raise our guard! worst comes to worst probably Bhea is a zombie already!