“Is it you?” Pandora’s voice echoed in Hell’s ears. Pandora was looking at yet another copy, but if Hell ordered them to do anything specific, this now stronger creature he was facing against would realise who the original was. The blue glow surrounding Pandora shot out from him as an immense ball of fire towards another copy, vaporising it completely.
Pandora turned its eyes to the copy standing right next to Hell and his deep voice sounded out in Hell’s ears once more: “Is it you?”
“Who are you?” the copy asked, causing Pandora to halt his attack and unexpectedly, the latter answered the question.
“I am the Elemental Monarch, the one who commands all. I have accepted this vessel’s soul in return for killing you,” said the Monarch with the air of an absolute overlord.
“Wel
