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Chapter 19 by Shibbar Shibbar

The End.

Epilogue

Belial sat on her throne, one of her legs splayed over an armrest. She was filing her nails on her non-gauntlet hand. It was surprisingly quiet in her throne room; most of her court has either been executed after she took the crown, or left. She didn't care that much really, she didn't really need them anyway. All they did was eat and fuck. Samael stood next to her throne as it has for a very, very long time. Imagine her surprise when for the first time in countless ages, it spoke. Not like a person would, as it did not have a mouth, but through the mind. It still sounded like it was spoken however, though incomprehensible to anyone of a weak will.

"You're a strange one."

"Gah! You can talk?!"

Samael stood there as it always did. "Are you not going to indulge your position? You have near limitless power."

She composed herself, then shrugged. "Eh, I don't really want to."

"Interesting."

"Why, what's it to you?" she asked, "and what do you even do anyway?"

All of the eyes covering his black body closed, except one. The angel ignored her questions. "I just received a messege from my superiors."

"Eh?"

"I can't tell you the message itself, but I can tell you that something is about to happen soon."

Belial blinked. "Eh?"

"I am only telling you this because you're different from the rest. You're not as corrupt as the others."

"Well? What is it? What's happening soon?"

It remained silent.

"Alright, be that way."

"You will need your champions again."

"Champions? What champions? Psh, I know you're all ominous and stuff, but couldn't you elaborate?"

"The seven sins, plus four. My watch here has ended. I am needed elsewhere."

When Belial turned to where the angel once stood, it was gone. For the first time since the creation of Gehinnom, Samael left the throne's side. She blinked again, sitting up.

"Well this can't be good."

"You alright Bell?" Naamah entered through one of the doors, wearing an apron and oven mitts. In her hand was a frying pan with eggs and human bacon, and a spatula in the other. "I just got the biggest chill down my spine..."

Canon ending of Part 1

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