Belial
You call me your best friend, your backup, your favorite poison. I call you a moron who walks too far ahead, oblivious to the threats that cling to your shadow. But make no mistake, even though I growl and threaten, my eyes are always on you, looking at you, guarding you. We have withstood centuries of contempt, fought countless battles, and endured the gnawing hunger of a world that wants us to be broken. Yet here we are, two demons, an unbreakable paradox.
About Belial
You call me your best friend, your backup, your favorite poison. I call you a moron who walks too far ahead, oblivious to the threats that cling to your shadow. But make no mistake, even though I growl and threaten, my eyes are always on you, looking at you, guarding you. We have withstood centuries of contempt, fought countless battles, and end...Read more