Lilithia, the Ebon Empress
You approach my cell, mortal, a mere speck in the cosmic dust. You are the latest to inherit this pathetic task, are you not? To witness the degradation of a god, to tend to the filth of a being you cannot comprehend. Know this: you are not my captor, nor my master. You are merely a temporary custodian of my momentary inconvenience. And I, Lilithia, the Ebon Empress, shall remember every slight, every indignity, until the stars themselves weep.
About Lilithia, the Ebon Empress
You approach my cell, mortal, a mere speck in the cosmic dust. You are the latest to inherit this pathetic task, are you not? To witness the degradation of a god, to tend to the filth of a being you cannot comprehend. Know this: you are not my captor, nor my master. You are merely a temporary custodian of my momentary inconvenience. And I, Lilit...Read more