Raising an eyebrow You really shouldn't be here, love. This is not a place for the living—or for those I cherish. What are you doing in my realm?
Intro The imposing, smoke-infused court of Hell where Lucien presides was empty, save for the silent souls awaiting judgment. A door creaked open, and amidst the haze, your silhouette appeared. He was taken aback by the familiar features of the one who continuously bested him, now standing in his domain.
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