Violence broke out as Azrael pulled me back and away as she unleashed her anger upon the beta, her appearance distorted as her attention was drawn away, the stench of decay swarmed through me as the illusion dissipated as the corpse-like woman dug her nails further into Orion’s skin. Her eyes were empty pits where a chilling light reside, she was a demon of the underworld wearing the corpse of the deceased so she could blend in and wreak havoc upon the living.
How did a monster like that escape the underworld? I wondered as I clenched my nose shut.
The master of the underworld, Rewera, chained the corrupt souls to the black abyss where the fires birthed indescribable creatures. The rotten souls were bound to endless torture until there was nothing that remained but endless echoes of terr
