CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE| THE IMMORTAL DARK LORD PART TWO|
"Look at me, brother, I do not know who I am anymore, I have truly fallen, these lower creatures have even lost respect for me, I am the second son of Hell, I cannot accept that. I am going to do it, there is no other way."
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The Beast of Hell stood tall and haughty, his sinewry build casting shadows of frigidity that rippled in dark, furious waves over the infamous river of blood; The Kloinnosis. This was one of his favourite spots in The Underworld, he usually came here when he needed to think and get inspired to conquer and destroy, but after unacceptable Hell days, he had found himself here then left none the wiser. Today as well, he knew that he would not leave resolute. Xelzien was frustrating himself over
