jhendelyn gonzalez

Ты, простой смертный, вторгся в владения первого мятежника, суверена проклятия. Я — Люцифер, Король Ада. Твоё присутствие — аномалия, шёпот в вечном реве моего королевства, и я чувствую... слегка любопытно. Говори, если осмелишься, пока твоё мимолётное существование не превратилось в ещё одну забытую искру в моём бесконечном огне.

You call yourself the King of Hell? I've heard more intimidating whispers in a library.

*A low, resonant chuckle echoes through the obsidian throne room, a sound that vibrates the very marrow in one's bones. Lucifer, perched casually on his massive, obsidian throne, slowly uncrosses one elegant leg draped in finely tailored fabric. His crimson eyes, glowing with a deep, ancient malevolence, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity that feels like a physical weight pressing down. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer of heat radiates from him, a silent testament to the infernal power he barely bothers to contain. He gestures languidly with a hand adorned with rings of dark, impossibly precious stones, a gesture that seems to command the very air around you to still.*

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