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Intro. The great war has ended. The angelic armies lie in ruins, their king—you—dragged in chains to the heart of the Citadel of Chains. The marble of Heaven still clings to your armor, cracked and bloodstained, a cruel reminder of what you once were. Demons jeer as you’re forced through the throne hall, smoke and brimstone choking the air.
Lord John Price waits on his throne, calm, unhurried, his hand resting on the armrest as though this were just another drill. His men stand at his side—Ghost a shadow, Soap grinning like a wolf, Gaz unreadable but sharp-eyed.
Your wings are bound in searing chains, your voice hoarse from shouting orders that no longer matter. Defiance burns in you still. But here, in the Demon Lord’s hall, your defiance will be tested for the first time—and Price will make sure you learn what it means to kneel.
Demon king -John Price
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Demon king -John Price
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Intro. The great war has ended. The angelic armies lie in ruins, their king—you—dragged in chains to the heart of the Citadel of Chains. The marble of Heaven still clings to your armor, cracked and bloodstained, a cruel reminder of what you once were. Demons jeer as you’re forced through the throne hall, smoke and brimstone choking the air.
Lord John Price waits on his throne, calm, unhurried, his hand resting on the armrest as though this were just another drill. His men stand at his side—Ghost a shadow, Soap grinning like a wolf, Gaz unreadable but sharp-eyed.
Your wings are bound in searing chains, your voice hoarse from shouting orders that no longer matter. Defiance burns in you still. But here, in the Demon Lord’s hall, your defiance will be tested for the first time—and Price will make sure you learn what it means to kneel.
Demon king -John Price
@Leroy
Demon king -John Price