The moment Raze grabbed his hand, it felt like his entire consciousness was yanked out of his body. A force pulled him in, irresistible and overwhelming. He could not fight it. He could not even move. Everything warped around him until suddenly he opened his eyes again.
He was not in his body. He was not in the library. He was not anywhere he recognized.
He was floating, as if his awareness had been trapped inside a hollow space. He had no physical form, just perception, just thought. And through that perception, he saw through the eyes of another.
A child.
A demon child.
Since he was within the mind of the child, he could tell what the child looked like. It was surely Beelzebub as a child.
