The Last Bastion

Everyone in the house loved Asmodeus.

He was a good man. A patient man.

The former sin of lust was a pivotal figure who was a confidant for his children and close friends, as well as a wacky, xany character who captured the attention of his grandchildren from the time they were very small.

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he held everyone's hearts in his hands.

But as he stared at Karliah, he was nearly unrecognizable.

His eyes were pools of fire. His body was encased in a dense layer of shadow and malevolent power.

He was so different that even his family had begun to put distance between them without realizing it.

"Karliah.... What do you think you are doing...?"

Even his voice was unrecognizable. Twisted and monstrous- far from his usual laid-back and sing-song tone.