Chapter 86: The capital of the underworld, Abaddon

The city of Abaddon stretched out before Vergil, a vast Victorian metropolis at the heart of the Underworld. The thick air, carrying a metallic scent mixed with something reminiscent of sulfur, vibrated with the sounds of demonic crowds bustling through its shadowy, busy streets. Grandiose buildings of iron and black stone towered above the crowded thoroughfares, their spire-tipped towers piercing the dark, oppressive sky.

Vergil, hands in his pockets, walked slowly through the city, observing everything with undeniable curiosity.

Sapphire had dropped him off in the middle of the demon capital, claiming she had "important business" to attend to. Viviane, his servant, was supposed to accompany him to his mansion, but that didn't seem to be in the cards at the moment. He had strayed from the original path, unable to contain his curiosity about the strange new city.