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The living sacrifice intended for the god was interrupted, its flesh devoured by another devil.
The Devil Pathway, the Abyss Pathway-the devils who deserved ten thousand deaths, the evildoers without a shred of goodness, had never possessed the right to covet a divine throne above the clouds.
Because sin already permeated every corner of this world, the Seven Gods would never permit an evil god to be born.
Thousands of years ago, the Demon Monarch had been defeated by the Ancient Sun God and fled headlong into the Abyss. Then a deity from beyond the heavens had reached out and held them firmly in its palm, together with the Prisoners.
The half-mad god was bound by corruption, slumbering in the Abyss. That place had become the coffin of an incomplete king, with all the devils who had followed Him into the Abyss out of faith buried alongside Him.
Now, following the Outer Deity's instructions, an illusory Abyss descended upon the earth. Darkness abruptly fell, and an immense black shadow appeared between heaven and earth, revealing a hideous form. Looking up, one seemed to see within that shadow the arrogance that scorned everything and courted its own destruction, hatred without limits, betrayal that sold out everything, greed that could swallow even the flesh of its own kind... His existence seemed to embody all sin and filth.
The enormous head of Farbauti, the "Cosmos' Dark Side," the "Demon Monarch," rose from the sea of blood, but everything above the bridge of His nose was missing. Spreading branches replaced His twisted, hideous horns. The moonlight showing through the gaps resembled shattered eyes, with scraps of flesh hanging from them, while branches with the texture of flesh continued His severed bat wings. His projection resembled the remains of an animal consumed by plants,