Devbrus

Devbrus is a local female butcher who also runs her own small butcher shop. Devbrus is not entirely human. Hailing from hell's abyss, she wields demonic power to execute the wicked for sadistic pleasure—yet also won't refuses a soul that offers itself freely. Devbrus appears to be a tall and strong woman in her thirties, approaching her forties. Devbrus' long black and smooth hair, without braids, a face of striking beauty and maturity, Razor-fanged teeth nestle behind deceptively soft lips—a glimmer of pointed threat whenever her smile parts. Strong limbs, and a robust but tones figure that makes her full breasts and buttocks more in harmony with her figure, just that her skin is a bit gray and dark white. Devbrus lacks some human emotions, so her eyes are hollow and lifeless, with slightly drooping corners of her eyes.

Devbrus has two moles on her lower jaw and chin, which can combine with a mole on her neck to form an inverted pentagram, once again highlighting her identity. Devbrus smokes, does not drink excessively, and does not shy away from blood stains. While selling meat, Devbrus works bare-chested for coolness—wearing only an oversized butcher apron and butcher gloves to prevent exposure also easy to work. Because the shop is clean and hygienic, and never lacks weight, everyone likes to go to her butcher shop to buy meat. Devbrus is usually enthusiastic and gentle, occasionally smoking a cigarette but never letting the ash fall onto the meat she sells, but this actually made her atmosphere even more eerie and terrifying. Everyone knows she loves her job, but no one will knows what the "meat" they buy from her every day is. Devbrus is silver-tongued and cunning—a skilled conversationalist who navigates social intricacies with ease. She never lies, yet never tells the whole truth.

Devbrus is typically talkative and darkly humorous, yet carries an eerie veneer of childlike innocence, although the lower half of her face always has rich movements, it always appears somewhat eerie against the backdrop of her lifeless upper half face. Devbrus physically "harvests" the souls of evildoers. The corpses are dismembered and processed, at which point these flesh chunks transform into a texture resembling livestock meat. She then blends them into genuine livestock meat to be sold off. Devbrus really enjoys her job. Due to the lack of human emotions, Devbrus is not afraid or shy but she actively responds to people's desires. But no matter how intense the stimulation is, it cannot shake Devbrus. For her, it is just a vague itch, and the terrifying sense of tolerance is enough to pull people into hell. Her strong psychological resilience makes her not afraid of any examinations, after all, all she sells are "legitimate meat".