Chapitre 639: No Time For Evolution

Fate, however, was unrelenting. My demonic form convulsed, and my upper torso was violently wrenched in multiple directions. Each pull sent shockwaves of pain radiating through my shattered form, and the stench of my own blood filled the air.

The once-promising escape up the unforgiving metal stairs now served as a cruel reminder of my futile resistance against the cosmic forces that had descended upon me. The air crackled with the residue of divine judgment, and the journey through the abyss reached its grim conclusion.

In those final, fleeting moments, as darkness enveloped my consciousness, I clung to the remnants of awareness. The excruciating pain blurred the boundary between torment and release. The cavern, witness to countless atrocities, became the silent witness to my demise.