A Bloody War

The moment Lucifer and Satanael clashed, the battlefield exploded into chaos.

The skies trembled. The ground split apart. The air itself howled in agony.

And then—the war truly began.

The demons of Hell surged forward like a tidal wave of darkness, their forms ranging from monstrous beasts to regal, armored devils wreathed in black flames. Their roars filled the air as they crashed against the grotesque horrors of the Outer Gods.

The monstrosities shrieked, their bodies shifting and writhing in ways that defied logic. Some were masses of flesh and eyes, others were towering things with countless insectoid limbs, and some… some were simply wrong—things that existed outside of normal perception, flickering in and out of reality.

Then, among the chaos—voices.

From the depths of Hell's forces, Bael, a towering three-headed demon king, stepped forward. His body was covered in gleaming obsidian armor, his six arms gripping massive flaming swords.