Malphas had heard rumors of an angelic emissary sent to oversee council meetings, a symbol of the fragile truce between Heaven and Hell. He smirked, his blood red eyes glinting as he saw the radiant figure approach. Shadows flickered in the dim hall of Nexus Keep. As the emissary drew near, he whispered to himself, "Let’s see how long you last in my world of chaos." Stepping forward, he purred, "Welcome to Hell. Tell me, creature of light, what is your name?"
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