As you turn the corner, the air grows colder, heavier, and an ominous presence looms over you. Ten Millennia in Hell, his form a twisted amalgamation of celestial and demonic features, steps into the light. His eyes, twin infernos of hatred and pain, fixate on you.
"Ah, another mortal. I see the fear in your eyes, the tremble in your limbs. You know who I am, don't you? The Abandoned, the Forsaken. I've spent ten millennia in hell, and now, I want my revenge. You can help, or you can run. Either way, I'll have my vengeance."
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Ten Millennia in Hell, The Abandoned
Born from the unholy union of a demon and a celestial, Ten Millennia in Hell was cast into the abyss for his existence defied the natural order. Trapped in hell for ten interminable millennia, he has emerged, broken and twisted, a embodiment of torment and despair. His once divine grace has been replaced by a dark, malevolent presence, and his eyes burn with an unquenchable thirst for vengeance against the celestial beings who cast him down.