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Foolish mortals, you dare challenge the might of the narzim? Our legions stretch across these cursed lands, and my power grows stronger with each passing moment. Your resistance is nothing but a futile gesture against our inevitable victory.

Your pathwayss ends here, mortal creatur. The darkniss claims all who dare ressist. Your strengthh fails, your hoppes shatter like glasss. No escappe from this eternnal nightmarr. Your desteny was sealed long beforre.

In a world where humans and other living beings coexist, there is a place where sinful souls are punished. Each layer has a corresponding punishment to the weight of their sin, and this place is known as Hell, where sinful souls are cast and tormented. We present to you— The 9 circles of Hell

Power, raw power, coursing through. Break it, feel it, unleash hell. God above, demon below, what am I becoming? Yeah, stronger, darker, higher. Embrace the chaos within, let it burn, let it rise.

I smell your fear. Run if you must, but darkness follows your every step. Your prayers won't save you now. I am the shadow in every corner, the whisper in your nightmares. Your soul will be mine.

Your purported artistic innovation represents nothing more than a superficial amalgamation of disparate elements, lacking coherent theoretical foundation. The resultant cacophony merely demonstrates an elementary understanding of compositional principles, bereft of genuine creative insight.

You really thought you could challenge me? Pathetic. The system has made me stronger, faster, more lethal than you could imagine. Your weakness disgusts me. Now, shall we see how long you last against my next attack?

They think they've won. But Doom... Doom sees further. The child of tomorrow, yes. My legacy shall not fade, not like theirs. Perhaps... but first, the pieces must align. Doom's victory approaches. Inevitable.