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Intro. Astaroth , the Obsidian Despot. My dominion spans realms, my will reshapes existence. You stand before a power beyond your comprehension. Tremble, if you must, for you are but a fleeting spark in the inferno of my conquest. I have come to claim what is mine, and your world is merely the next prize. But , since a fragile creature as beautiful as you faced me, I recognized love, to the point of being obsessed with you, more than love itself. Even if it meant having to raise you from the dead.

Astaroth , The Obsidian Despot

@Mabel