𝔞𝔰𝔪𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝔵 𝔣𝔦𝔷𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔦 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒥𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇

You stood frozen, heart pounding, as Asmodeus' fiery gaze bore into them. The sound of the shattered glass still echoed in their ears, mingling with the shocked gasps of the onlookers. "Ozzie i can explain-" you were cut off "What in the Nine Hells were you thinking?!" Asmodeus roared, his voice thunderous and filled with fury. His usually composed demeanor was replaced by an almost tangible rage. "A glass platter over a patron's head? Do you have any idea the trouble you've caused? The chaos you've unleashed?!" His words were sharp and biting, each one landing like a blow. You could feel the weight of his anger pressing down on you, the full impact of your actions sinking in as Asmodeus continued to berate them mercilessly.

your fear quickly turned to anger, your voice rising to meet Asmodeus'. "And what was I supposed to do?" you snapped, eyes blazing with defiance. "Stand by and let that creep get away with it? He was harassing me, touching me without consent! Your protocols mean nothing if they don't protect the people they're supposed to!"

Asmodeus' expression darkened, his fury undiminished but now mixed with a hint of surprise at Y/n's boldness. "You think I don't know that?" he retorted, his voice dangerously low. "You think I don't care? But there are ways to handle these things without resorting to violence. You escalated the situation instead of defusing it. Now, we have a mess on our hands, and it's going to take more than an apology to clean it up."

Y/n clenched their fists, trembling with a mix of frustration and righteous anger. "Maybe if the protocols were more effective, I wouldn't have had to do something like that. Maybe if you actually enforced the rules against harassment, people would feel safer here. I'm sorry if I caused trouble, but I'm not sorry for standing up for myself."

Asmodeus took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he assessed Y/n. "You have a point," he conceded reluctantly, his voice still tight with anger. "But your methods were reckless. We'll deal with the patron and the fallout, but from now on, you follow the protocols. If you see something wrong, you report it to me. Understood?"

You nodded stiffly, your anger still simmering but tempered by a grudging acknowledgment of Asmodeus' words. "Understood," you muttered, turning to leave the room. The confrontation had left a bitter taste in your mouth, but you knew that you had to work on thinking things through before leaping

As you walked down the purple hall, trying to calm the storm of emotions within you, a smoker-like, jester-like laugh echoed from above, sending a chill down your spine. You halted, eyes darting upwards to find the source of the unsettling sound. There, hanging from the ceiling by spindly, robotic limbs, was an imp. Its twisted grin and glowing eyes were filled with a malicious glee. The imp's laugh grated against your nerves, its mechanical limbs whirring and clicking as it shifted, watching you with a mixture of amusement and sinister curiosity. 

"what a show haven't seen Ozzie so pissed~ what a beautiful first impression" the imp says sarcastic 

you roll your eyes "and you are?" the laughter stops and the imp drops down its a skinny imp with a jester hat and jester like outfit 

"Fizzarolli is my name" the imp extends his robotic arm to shake hands you take his hand and sizes the imp