"Is that what you wanted?" a hoarse, overbearing voice reverberated through the divine hall.
Dazzling lights materialized near the source of the voice, gathering to shape the frame of a tall, towering woman.
"What I wanted? I have nothing to do with this mess," her sonorous voice rang out. She snorted. "Why would I want to experience this all over again?"
"Because you are a sadistic bitch," he cursed, twisting his head to evade the glowing light coming his way.
Millions of dazzling particles coalesced into hundreds of projectiles surrounding the woman. She didn't release them, her eyes flicking to the right as a black, elongated claw tore through the fabric of space.
The claw cleaved downward, shredding space itself as a man stepped out of the tear. His boots slammed into the reinforced stone, cracking it with each step. A grin spread across his face as he noticed the tensed expressions greeting him, and he bared his teeth in response.
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"I am not too late, am I?" his voice boomed, the depth of it shaking the hall's foundations.
"What are you doing here?" one of the self-proclaimed gods demanded, stepping forward with narrowed eyes.
"How did you come here?" another bellowed, his voice reverberating through the hall.
The man grimaced as his gaze finally landed on the liquid mirrors levitating above the marble table in the center of the divine hall.
"It was about time they met," he snickered, his eyes fixed on the mirrors and their flashing images. Crimson mist sprang to life beside him, swirling violently as a figure began to take form.
"This time, everything will be a lot more interesting. Don't you think so, Asmodeus?" he asked, turning to the man emerging from the mist.
"Of course, it will be," Asmodeus responded, stepping forward with a smirk. "We found the missing piece, after all."