บท 591: First Ring of Hell: Lust (10)

With a guttural scream that cut through the dissonant symphony of the nightclub, the young demon's sanity shattered like glass. He unleashed his fury upon the unsuspecting revelers, a tempest of frenzied violence that swept through the infernal space like a hurricane of chaos.

Tables overturned, infernal elixirs spilled, and demonic denizens scattered in panic as the young man, consumed by madness, vented his torment upon the cosmic tapestry of the club. The vibrant chaos turned into a frenetic dance of destruction, the very essence of the labyrinth mirroring the fractured state of his sanity.

His movements were erratic, fueled by an irrational need to break free from the perceived gaze that haunted him. The shadows, once indifferent, now seemed to writhe with malevolent intent, and the cosmic currents whispered tormenting secrets that fueled the flames of his madness.