Outer Creatures

Gathering at the Devil's Peak

The winds howled over the Devil's Peak, carrying the echoes of distant storms. The sky above the Pangu Realm was still torn, streaked with crimson and black, remnants of the broken barriers between realms.

Lucifer sat comfortably on his blackened throne, legs crossed, his elbow resting lazily on the armrest. He looked completely at ease, despite the chaos unfolding across existence.

Before him, five figures descended onto the rocky peak, their auras pressing against the world like titanic weights.

Bariel.

Moronuel.

Asmodeus.

Coriel.

Amiel.

All of them once rulers in their own right. All of them now standing before the one true King of Hell.

They bowed.