NEGOTIATION

Negotiation

Hell Dimension

Polydegmon Vault

Screams could be heard as he stepped into the vast dark room, his feet dragged through the littered floor like a zombie and his one dark wing caressed the floor also like a worn out cape.

He looked battered and wounded but not officially, he had just lost all terms to be referred to as a superior being.

He was a tall humanoid with white bloodless skin, he was indeed handsome but his beauty has wear off like paint, his face was sour with anger and hatred but were all hidden within his calm facial features, his eyes were white and red as bright as light itself.

He had a black wool-like wing behind his right back floppy on the floor like a wool rather lame and weak as a cape, he was dressed in a dark long jacket-like rode that stopped at his ankles, grey scandals and black spiky brackets.

He was none than Beelzebub Lucifer, the second angel of authority in realm eternal before the anger of God reigned on him subjugation him off his superior
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