text: [Themes: grimdark fantasy, villain protagonist, grimdark, female protagonist, war, fantasy]
  
  Everyone has a story.
  
  Some are short and deal only with a major turning point in what will surely be a longer struggle.
  
  Some are long and involve a series of obstacles to overcome in what seems to be impossible to avoid.
  
  Still others are epic and explore an entire life lived until it ceased to be.
  
  Yes, everyone has a story. There's just not enough time to tell them all.
  
  [Author's Note: Three ladies. Three legends. Additional notes: This story is a fully self contained one and can easily be read on its own, however it also acts as a connection to Rogues, Eternal and Necromancer. As with any of my writings, the story comes before the game. However there is an epilogue for each "winning" ending.]
  
  > The Pure
  "Shit. She's broken through the inner defenses! Go! Go fucking make yourselves useful and fucking stop her!" Sinthinia ordered to her last remaining elite grunts.
  
  As her remaining lackeys probably went to their deaths, Sinthinia shook her head at the situation and couldn't believe it had come to this. There was nowhere run either as there was a teleportation dampening field surrounding her palace. Sinthinia began to seriously panic for the first time in a long time.
  
  "This is worse than when I followed that fool Velzix." She muttered to herself.
  "Indeed. I warned you about that too, but as usual, you didn't listen. You were fortunate that I got you out of there when I did."
  
  Sinthinia turned around and saw her sometimes "ally" if such a word has meaning in Hell.
  
  Big Red stood before her in the room. Despite his nickname (Which he only goes by now), he wasn't particularly big. In fact he was very average looking by demonic standards.
  
  However those who knew him knew very well he was far from average.
  
  "Red. How did you get in...nevermind, I know you always got a fucking loophole or escape route. So what did you want? You come to gloat?" Sinthina remarked.
  "Not really my style, I would have thought you would have known that during our time together." Big Red remarked.
  "So what then? You here to help? Good luck, because I don't think you're tough enough to beat her in combat and I know that bitch out there isn't listening to deals."
  "Hm, probably not right now she isn't. She does seem very determined to kill you. Guessing any deals you might have for her won't help either."
  "Pfft. I'd have better luck trying to seduce a celestial in the form of a little boy. In fact, I know I'd have better luck since I've done that before. This fucking cunt is so inflexible and frigid, she's probably got frozen spider webs in her crotch."
  "Well can't be any worse than what you got living down there."
  "Fuck you Red."
  "Now is not the time to be making more enemies."
  "So are you here to help or what? Because if you aren't, then at least just fucking kill me now to deprive that bitch the pleasure of it."
  "I haven't decided yet. I'm still a little disappointed by your betrayal. You broke a contract and I can't just forget that."
  "Have you forgotten who we are? WE'RE FUCKING DEMONS! Betrayal is sort of what we do. And I didn't break shit, I figured out a loophole and YOU just don't like it because you consider yourself some sort of expert on such things."
  "Heh, well I suppose from a certain point of view that's true. Still, as you pointed out, we are demons. Proud beings and all."
  "Oh so your pride is wounded? Fine. Get me out of here and I'll suck your stubby spikey cock right fucking now, swallow your burning load and let you do whatever the hell you want sexually with me in the foreseeable future. Fuck, I'll even muster up the enthusiasm to enjoy it."
  
  Big Red shook his head and chuckled.
  
  "Oh you succubi, no matter how high your position, that's always what it comes down to with you lot isn't it? Trust me Sin, you weren't nearly as good as you think you were in the first place. I dunno, I guess some of it was fun, but I just don't see a major benefit in it for me to help you though."
  "Wait! Come on! You can't be okay with all this that's been going on in Hell lately! I mean this fucking cunt is starting to change things with her actions and more and more seem to be fine with it! I mean what the fuck is going on? I remember a time when anarchy and chaos reigned supreme here!
  "While I don't think it's quite as bad as you're saying, she is starting to make an impact in the short amount of time she's been around. I admit I haven't kept up on her as I probably should have, but I've been dealing more in the mortal realms lately. She's had an impact on a few of those too though, which is partly why I'm here now I suppose. Her actions have indirectly interrupted a few of my deals I had in the works."
  "So come on and take me with you, I can fill you in on all her strengths and weaknesses."
  "Right, because you've obviously got a handle on those seeing as your personal palace is about to be overrun by her legions. Look, I suppose there is a place I could take you to safety, but there's weird rules there and honestly I got other shit to do, so..."
  
  Before Sinthinia could finish her sentence, a crash on her solid brass door was heard.
  
  "I think someone's knocking Sin, see you around...maybe." Big Red said with a wave before disappearing.
  "RED YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Sinthinia shouted as the door continued to be battered. It wouldn't be long now.
  
  Sinthinia readied herself for the onslaught that was to come. She might have even prayed for divine help if she wasn't the godless creature that she was.
  
  One last crash and the large brass doors swung open. Sinthinia expected several soldiers to come rushing at her, but it was just a single being.
  
  It was just you, because of course it was.
  
  This is it.
  
  > Continue
  "Cistagonija, I was wondering when you'd finally stop serenading me with the screams of my minions and just enter my bedroom. See? It's all prepped for us. You were always welcome you know. I like a lady in armor. It's the right blend of masculine femininity. You're making me wet just standing there like that." Sinthinia remarks pointing to her very fancy comfortable looking bed.
  
  Without a word, you raise a hand unleashing a blue beam of magic and disintegrate it.
  
  "I see. Well we could always do it on the floor if you prefer." Sinthinia remarks hopefully.
  "The only thing you're going to be doing on the floor is dying." You reply.
  "Fine. But know this Cista, you're on the losing side of this war!"
  "Really? Because recent events show otherwise."
  "Hah, short sighted bitch! All of this has only been a minor battle in the larger scope of a war you can't begin to comprehend! The infernal realm will NEVER submit to your perverted desires of order!"
  "Peverted? Amusing words coming from one of the biggest succubus whores known in hell."
  "I am TRUE to my nature. YOU on the other hand are an abomination that should have NEVER been allowed to survive this long! Time to correct that mistake!"
  
  Sinthinia unleashes a spell blast, which your armor easily shrugs off. You don't even know why she's bothering. She's no warrior, she's a whore and the only things whores are good at are opening their holes.
  
  Time you made more of those in her; you continue to advance with your flaming sword in hand. You're really going to enjoy widening this infernal harlot's diseased slit to her equally diseased throat.
  
  You can sense the fear in her. She puts up a pitiful force field that isn't going to protect her for long. You know she'd beg you to spare her if she thought it would do any good.
  
  Just when you're about to break the field, a blinding light engulfs the room and a portal appears behind Sinthinia! You took measures to ensure such a thing was impossible so she couldn't escape, though looking back over at Sinthinia, she looks as confused as you are, though she also looks like she's experiencing pain from the light emanating from the portal.
  
  The light from the portal is actually causing you a minor bit of pain as well and your eyes are still having a difficult time adjusting to looking at it head on. You're also feeling a powerful force holding you back.
  
  "Come into the light Sin! Hah, I've always wanted to say that." You hear a voice chuckle from the portal.
  "Red? What is this? Argh! I'm fucking burning!" Sinthinia remarks.
  "It's your best chance at a rescue so quit your bitching and take my hand, this holy light won't bother you for long and it isn't going to hold back your friend for long either."
  
  Red or "Big Red" is certainly an infernal you've heard tales about, but you've never actually had any direct conflict or interaction with him. Looks like that's about to change if he's insisting on getting in your way.
  
  You can barely see him within the glow of the light, but he's completely covered in some sort of white armor and wearing goggles, which presumably is what is protecting him from this obvious holy light.
  
  Sinthinia looks over to you and wastes no time in grabbing Red's gauntlet. She'd rather burn than face you, though if the roles were reversed, you might pick the same choice.
  
  You push forward with some difficulty and see Sinthinia's burning ass (literally) run into the portal behind Big Red who is now addressing you.
  
  "Hm you ARE a powerful one. Maybe Sin is right and you are an actual threat to the infernal realm. I'll definitely have to keep a closer eye on you in the future. However, I'd advise you NOT to follow for even as powerful as you are, I don't believe you're prepared. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll get another chance to kill Sin assuming she even survives this trip of course."
  
  With those last words, Red steps back into the portal, which is now beginning to flicker and the holy light isn't as powerful anymore.
  
  You could easily run into the portal now, but you have no idea where it is going to take you. The fact that holy light was coming from it doesn't seem like it's heading any place you'd enjoy. Not that you ever enjoy anything other than perhaps utterly destroying your enemies which are becoming more and more numerous nowadays.
  
  Of course this also leads to more questions of the situation between Red and Sin since he didn't exactly imply good things for her either. You suppose it's possible he's just robbed you of your kill and her fate is sealed anyway.
  
  While this is going through you head, the portal is beginning to disappear.
  
  Completely abandoning any sort of caution, you run towards the portal, which then disappears.
  
  "Fuck!" you shout and punch a hole in the nearby wall, destroying enough of it to create a new window in Sin's former palace.
  
  While your cursing your hesitation, a familiar voice is heard. It's your chief engineer.
  
  "Um, mistress?" Zeljenir utters.
  "WHAT? And I told you not to fucking call me that! Only whores are mistresses! You will address me by my proper military title, do you understand?" you reply.
  "Yes general."
  
  While you know she understands and you can sense the fear, you just don't feel properly satisfied with this compliance.
  
  You immediately walk over to Zel who just looks on in fear and offers no resistance. You grab her by her neck and slam her against the wall. You look at her with disgust as she continues to display her body like the infernal seductress she really is.
  
  "I don't think you do. Address me other than general again and I will cast you down from your privileged position to the deepest darkest pit of degenerates in Hell and I guarantee you will NOT enjoy it. Am I making myself clear?" you threaten.
  "Yes general. I will obey!" Zel chokes.
  
  Good, that's the proper amount of respect and fear. You release Zel and ask her why the hell she's here since it isn't like her to be anywhere near the frontlines. You certainly don't keep her around for her fighting abilities. Her mind for engineering is what is important. She's been very useful in designing siege weapons and such.
  
  "I'm here because you told me to let you know directly if I had any major problems with other members on your staff." Zel remarks
  "You came all the way here now to tell me this?" you say.
  "Well I didn't intend to, but...well during the siege when I was overseeing the juggernauts, Captain Spolnapad and some of his men..."
  "Oh for fuck's sake, I fucking warned him about this and in the middle of the damn battle? No wonder the east side of the wall wasn't brought down when I predicted it to be! Fucking chaos. So did they get you?"
  
  Zel looks down.
  
  "I didn't enjoy it I swear."
  
  Zel looks up at you and feels your judgmental stare to tell the complete truth.
  
  "Well I mean maybe a little at first, then I tried to stop them, but they wouldn't stop and I barely escaped! I beg forgiveness general."
  
  You shake your head. You can't even be too mad at her for this. She's another succubus and the whore within her is always there, but fortunately you caught her when she was relatively new to the infernal plane and can be molded. She'll change completely in time. Change is always possible.
  
  But it's not easy when you're dealing with rapey lustful demons.
  
  "Fine. I'll take care of it. But from now on, YOU need to start fucking covering up! You may have the body of a harlot, but you weren't given this position because of your dick sucking skills. You were given this honor because of your skills as an engineer. I don't want to see you running around fucking naked. Those days are long over! I will see you in a uniform from now on!"
  "We have uniforms?"
  "No, it's a figure of fucking speech. What I'm saying is cover the fuck up. I don't give a shit what you're actually wearing as long as you don't have all your fun bits exposed all over the place!"
  "Yes general."
  
  With that out of the way, Zel proceeds to give you an updated report of what's been going on outside the palace. All your forces have of course completely destroyed Sin's remaining minions. It's a victory, but not really since Sin escaped. You're still pissed about that then you remember that Zel has helped in forcing open portal to the mortal realm at times, you wonder if she could do that with this after explaining the recent situation.
  
  "Hm, that explains that faint smell of celestial in this room. Yeah there's enough residual energy to do it, but we'd have to be quick before is disappears. I'll need to get all the equipment in here." Zel remarks.
  "That's no problem. Go get all your machines and shit. If you need help, let whatever grunts you need that it's a direct order from me to help you move it." You say.
  
  While you're expecting Zel to move, she hesitates.
  
  "You better have a good reason for not flapping those little wings and moving your ass as fast as possible right now." You say.
  "It's just..." Zel begins to say before trailing off.
  "Just what? What?! Pretend you've just sucked dick for three hours and spit it out already!"
  "I'd be a little concerned about you going."
  "Concern? This should be good. What do you mean?"
  "Well from the description you gave it sounds like the place is filled with celestials or at least aligned with such powers. I mean the portal gave off enough of the energy that it's still lingering even in this place. In fact, I'm not sure how Sin is going to survive being in such a place. I'd say you'd be better off focusing your attention on other matters. I mean your presence is needed to maintain order. If you disappear to who knows where for who knows how long, chaos could break out and I know you don't want that."
  
  You smirk a bit at Zel's transparent "concern." She has it all right, but it's more for herself. She's mainly concerned about her position if you suddenly got killed or something similar.
  
  She does enjoy the perks of having some of your protection, without it she'd probably be some demon lord's fuck toy because even as far as succubi go, she's still young and not nearly as hardened as she needs to be for the infernal realm.
  
  Still, even if she's worried more about herself, you admit there is a certain element of unknown danger involved. Indeed, you hesitated before your late rush to the portal. Zel may also have a point not just about the danger to you, but also the potential for having to clean up a massive amount of shit if you're gone for too long.
  
  After all, even when you're around you STILL have to clean up shit. (Like the mess with Zel and Spol you'll have to address for example) The burdens of being in charge you suppose.
  
  > open the portal
  This is hell; you're ALWAYS going to have to clean up shit on some level. You've had to make excursions to other realms before and it hasn't been too bad when you've returned. Your reputation has grown enough that you don't need to micromanage every little thing now, indeed that's the whole reason why you set up the Infernal Inquisition to help curb the chaos.
  
  As for the danger to you, again you're in HELL. You're in danger every moment you're here. What does it matter if you're risking your life here or elsewhere?
  
  Still, never hurts to add some protection if possible. You'll have to consult your armorers if there's someway of improving yours against celestial energy. Hopefully they can prove useful by the time Zel gets her shit together with re-opening the portal.
  
  "Zel, get your shit together and re-open that portal quick as you can. I need to know if Sin is dead. I'm not going to just let her get away so she can plot revenge from some distance corner of the planes. Move!" You order.
  "But..." Zel begins to say before she sees your eye narrow.
  "Do I need to slam you through the wall this time?"
  "No general. I'll get right on it."
  
  While Zeljenir runs off to go do your bidding, more of your officers start finding you to give various reports. It's all very routine, though you give commands to go fetch your best blacksmiths along with Captain Spolnapad.
  
  Captain Spol strolls in as if he's not in the presence of a superior being. His casual arrogance is annoying you more than you already are today.
  
  "You ask to see me?" Spol says.
  "Yes, tell me captain, do you like your dick?" you reply.
  "You called to ask me that?"
  "Answer the question."
  "It gets the job done, so yes I have no complaints about it."
  "Funny, because that's ALL I get about it! I think you know what I'm talking about because I warned you before about your aggressive mating habits with valued staff!"
  "Wha...wait... I never fucking touched sergeant Klivinak! That bitch is lying!"
  "Interesting, I never mentioned her and this is the first I'm hearing about that. No I got a complaint about you from Zeljenir. Said you and some of your men tried to rape her."
  "HER? She's the one complaining about me?! She was sucking my cock gleefully! I barely even hit on her! As for some of the others, well I mean Zel IS a succubus and after she was done with me, she wasn't quite satisfied. I think one of the boys slapped her ass too hard or something and she got pissy so now she's trying to get us all in trouble. You know how those types are."
  
  Spol's words are not completely convincing. While you don't doubt he's partially telling the truth about Zel, you know that Spol is notorious for his sexual assault habits. Mostly on your enemies, but occasionally you have to clean up shit as usual. You imagine it started off with just him and Zel, then his boys wanted to join in and they all probably starting getting a lot rougher than she would have liked.
  
  "Spol, you're going to execute five of your own men. I don't give a shit who." You order.
  "But..."
  "But what? You think ten is better? Good, so do I. Anything else?"
  "No general."
  "Good. And I want you and your lot to stay away from Zel. I don't give a shit if she's spreading her legs right in front of you and telling you to come and get it. You will NOT touch her. She's actually a very skilled engineer and has a hard enough time concentrating on important shit as it is. Understand?"
  "Yes general I understand. Your girlfriend is off limits."
  
  Your eyes narrow and Spol suddenly realizes he's made a poor choice of words.
  
  With lightning reflexes, you kick him in the crotch and ram his head into the same wall you slammed Zel against earlier.
  
  "Got anymore smart comments? No? Well here's one for you. I get one more report on you or your rape crew assaulting ANY one that is a useful member of this regime, I'll have ALL of you executed and you personally are going to find yourself without YOUR valued member and a fate much worse than simple execution. WE ARE GOING TO HAVE FUCKING ORDER! NOW do you understand?"
  "Yes, general..." Spol groans before you throw him out of the room.
  
  With that out of the way, you demand that everyone start hurrying the fuck up on getting you to wherever Sin escaped to.
  
  Doesn't take long for Zel to come back and set everything up, takes her even less time to reopen the portal. However the celestial energy coming from it, still makes it less than pleasant to be around let alone enter. You're really going to need that extra protection, but still opening the portal at least buys you time while you wait on that.
  
  While your best blacksmiths are working on that aspect, you boost your own personal magical protection and ask your more older scholarly types if there is anything else you might need, but other than a few obscure incantations that you weren't aware of, you're told that you'll be as well protected as you possibly can be.
  
  Eventually your improved armor and even an improved sword are given to you. You're told that it should protect you from most of the celestial effects short of mounting an expedition to the heavens themselves. Thankfully from what Zel's infernal technology has determined the portal leads to some odd "demi-plane."
  
  "It's definitely giving off a lot of celestial energy obviously, but it isn't celestial in origin. I dunno, it's odd. Never seen anything like this before, you'd probably be better off asking an infernal much older than myself if they know anything about a place like this." Zel remarks.
  "It hardly matters what it is, my question is will I be able to leave it?" you ask.
  "Yeah, I can reopen the portal now that a link has been better established, but you're going to have to be in the area where you arrive in. I've given you a beacon stone for that, don't lose it. Also I can't keep this portal permanently open at all times. Besides the accused celestial energy that comes through with the portal open, the link is still very weak, so I'd suggest you not use the stone until you're completely finished with whatever business you have in that place."
  "Only business I have is making Sinthinia a bloody corpse when I find her."
  "Well I hope you do it soon. Things are always a little more chaotic when you're not around."
  "I already spoke to Spol if that's what you're concerned about, but it might also help if you tried to actually keep your legs closed once in awhile."
  "Apologies general. I really try, it's just difficult to fight nature."
  
  While you can't disagree with that on some level, but you're not going to let her off that easy and you suggest that she focus on her inventions. (And her task at hand of course)
  
  As she prepares to reopen the portal, you are mildly glad that Zel is showing a lot of potential to be more than what she is. As far-fetched as it may seem in a place like this, it gives you hope that you're actually changing things, even to a minor degree.
  
  The portal opens and the wretched celestial light nearly blinds you, but your armor seems to be doing its job since you don't feel anything except mild discomfort. No pain though. You're wondering how Sin is even surviving, if the whole place is bathed in this.
  
  Determined to bring back Sin's head whether it's just a burned skull or still attached to her living body, you step towards the portal...
  
  > Entering the Portal
  Within a blink of an eye, you're on the other side, which strangely doesn't have the heavenly aura you were expecting. It's present to be sure, but it's muted.
  
  Upon looking around your immediate surroundings you're in a pretty desolate area. Nothing but gray rocks, gray ground and just... well gray in general. The sky is even a dull gray, reminds you of a cloudy day on one of those mortal worlds. Certainly isn't the paradise you were expecting.
  
  The only thing that stands out in the immediate area is a single dead gray tree nearby which will at least make a good landmark of where the portal is when you're ready to leave.
  
  In the distance, you see what looks to be a town of some sort. Since that seems to be the only major point of interest you make your towards it.
  
  You haven't gotten far when suddenly a winged being with shining silver skin appears before you. A celestial! You grab your sword.
  
  "Now, now, no need for that, my infernal friend. You'll find that I am not hostile; in fact violence is utterly useless here. Strike me with your sword, if you don't believe me." it says.
  
  Never one to avoid the chance to engage in violence, you do exactly that and swing your sword directly at the celestial's neck.
  
  And a blow that should have severed the smug smiling celestial's head from his shoulders instead does nothing. Your sword just bounces off like you struck a rock.
  
  Instinctively you immediately attempt to use magic only to find that none of it is working.
  
  "I'm afraid you'll find any harmful magic won't work here either. Let alone from the likes of an infernal like yourself. Tried to tell that to the other one like you." The celestial says.
  "Like me? You talking about the burned bitch that escaped to here, because that hell whore is NOTHING like me." you reply pausing your attacks.
  "Well two infernals popped in here not long ago. One I am all too familiar with, while the... hell whore as you mentioned he dragged in, not so much. She was a bit of a mess as you said, but then the door to this place tends to keep you lot out, not that there would be much for you to be interested in to begin with, though given the brief tale Red told he mentioned that a very angry infernal might be visiting soon. Guessing that's you since I can feel the hatred just emanating from you. You really should relax more."
  
  "She's in town. I can certainly take you to her if you like, but I'm not sure what you intend on doing. As I said, violence of any kind doesn't work here. Part of the punishment I suppose. Keeps us from killing ourselves or each other. Anyway I should introduce myself. My name is Engantrioso."
  
  This is all very strange and only serving to make you angrier, however it's apparent that straightforward violence isn't going to serve you right now unfortunately, so you might as well ask more questions.
  
  "So what is this place exactly?" you ask.
  "It's a prison of sorts for celestials. The official name is Garceol, though most of us just call it the gray prison. Not very imaginative I know, but it is accurate." Engan says.
  "A prison for celestials? Thought you lot just got cast into the infernal realm if you weren't the agents of good that you claim to be."
  "Well that does happen for serious offenders, those that are completely unrepentant in their wickedness. For most of us however, we do feel a remorse for our crimes, so this is where we stay until deemed fit to ascend back to our heavenly realm."
  "This seems like a shitty prison for punishment."
  "Well, I'm sure it would seem that way to you. You infernals love your spikes, whips and such for punishment, but I assure you, being disconnected from the celestial realm and the loss of our tie to the place is the worst punishment that we could ever experience. There is an emptiness that is indescribable. I wouldn't expect you to understand."
  "Hm. So what happens to others that wander in here?"
  "Doesn't happen often. This place is insignificant enough that it doesn't get many planewalkers stumbling in here. We tend to just treat them as temporary guests that are free to leave at anytime. Not many choose to stay as there isn't anything in the way that would sustain them here and the more destructive bunch tend to get bored what without the ability to destroy or kill anything. Infernals are even rarer thanks to the way the portal here is set up, but seeing as some of you are determined enough, you'll be treated with hospitality like any other guest here. We don't expect you to be grateful of course, such is your nature."
  "Glad to hear it because I'll be living up to your expectations."
  "Since I'm sort of the unofficial mayor of the town to use a mortal designation, did you need me to take you back to town and to your succubus? She's currently staying at one of our unused homes. As I said though, not sure what you'll be able to do to her though, violence doesn't work here. You won't even be able to punch her."
  "Can I touch her at all?"
  "Well yes."
  "Then I'll just drag her ass out by force to the portal if need be."
  "Hm, you might find that hard to do if she is unwilling to go with you, but I suppose having the pair of you here will break up the monotony. Come, I'll take you to her."
  
  You've never actually been in the presence of many celestials, let alone this long without being in combat with them. The aura this one is giving off is really offending you however and that's saying something given you live in hell. It isn't like the celestial light either, which actually causes pain. There's no pain, it's just you don't know how to describe it exactly.
  
  Then again, celestials and infernals aren't supposed to be friends so you imagine this is normal. Engan probably feels something similar.
  
  > go with Engan
  "Fine, lead the way." You say keeping your eyes on him. Engan nods and glides towards the town ahead.
  
  Engan attempts to make conversation about unrelated topics such as asking about what you do exactly in the infernal realm. You give nothing but silence, which doesn't deter him from speaking though. He just starts talking a bit about himself and how he used to be some sort of teacher. You're not really paying attention and soon tell him to shut up. Engan takes the hint and remains silent.
  
  When you get to the outskirts of the town, you notice it's pretty quiet. You aren't seeing anyone even walking (or flying for that matter) around. You get further in the town and that's when you start seeing small groups of celestials. Or you're guessing they are at any rate, they aren't nearly as "impressive" looking as Engan. No shimmering silver skin here, just a bit of sickening sparkling and those feathery white wings. Other than that, they might as well be humans.
  
  Doesn't take long for you to gain a lot of attention. Some of them start whispering and pointing at you both, but none of them approach and just hurry out of the way.
  
  Eventually Engan gets to one of the gray houses and waves his hand causing the door to open.
  
  "She's inside, though she's probably going to be surprised to see you." Engan says.
  "Aren't you going in?" you ask.
  "I mean I certainly can, but I assumed you didn't want me around during this confrontation. Again though, I'm not exactly sure what you think you're going to accomplish, as you won't be able to harm her."
  
  You say nothing and just stare at Engan.
  
  "Very well I'll go in first." Engan replies.
  
  Engan enters the house and you follow behind him. The house is simple in nature. Looks little better than a typical mortal peasant's home, though perhaps much cleaner.
  
  As is typical of this place, everything is a dull gray color. Chairs, table, everything.
  
  "Liar." You say.
  "Excuse me?" Engan replies.
  "You said Sinthinia was in here, the place is empty."
  "She's here, she's just invisible. Desperately trying to hide no doubt. She's in that chair over there. Look."
  
  Engan waves his hand and sure enough Sinthinia appears. She's still burned, but not as bad as you last saw her. Must have regenerated a bit. She looks at you both with a mixture of resignation and fear.
  
  "Really Engan? You couldn't have at least kept me hidden?" Sinthinia says.
  "Well this one seemed like she was really insistent on finding you and I like to accommodate guests here. Besides, as I've said to both of you already, you can't harm each other." Engan says.
  
  You once again try to use your sword on Sin which is stopped by some sort of invisible barrier. You attempt several times, but you cannot break through. Any use of magic also fails. (Again)
  
  The whole time Sin is cringing and curling up in the chair as you attempt to end her permanently. She relaxes though when she sees that it is true and you can't harm her.
  
  Her eyes widen again however when you grab her wrist.
  
  "Hey! I thought you said she can't harm me!" Sin says.
  "She can't, just wait." Engan replies.
  
  You pull Sin from the chair, but that's about as far as you get with her. Whatever force was preventing you from striking her with a sword, prevents you from continuing to pull her to a location where you CAN do harm to her. Your hand suddenly goes numb to the point you lose your grip and then immediately snaps back to normal.
  
  You end up smashing the nearby table with your sword and cursing loudly. This causes Sin to snicker while Engan looks on.
  
  "Told you." Engan sniffs.
  
  Between Engan's told you so attitude, Sin's mockery, your frustration of the situation, and the continued feeling of unease in this place are all starting to take a toll.
  
  "Shut up celestial and mark my words succubus whore, you WILL pay. This place cannot protect you forever." you snap.
  "Well it actually can. I mean that's sort of the point of this place. Trust me infernal, there have been many attempts by other visitors and yes even every celestial that came here at one point or another that attempted to commit violence. It just won't happen." Engan says.
  "There has to be a way."
  "The place won't let it happen. I can't explain it. Nobody can. This place defies violent actions. It's a place of purity."
  "Purity. You make it sound like the celestial realm."
  "Trust me infernal, this place is nothing like the celestial realm. The celestial realm isn't immune to violence, if it was, we would not have an infernal realm in the first place. This place also lacks the light, the positive aura, the feeling of joy and several other things that distract from the truth. This place only deals with the pure truth of how things really are."
  
  Engan's eyes seem to stare off into the distance when speaks of this truth and purity. His skin also begins to almost flicker as opposed to the slow shimmering it was doing before.
  
  Meanwhile Sinthinia has been more or less silent and sitting in her chair. She hasn't made any sort of move to escape, but then of course there's nowhere to go and you can't harm her anyway.
  
  You attempt to pick up the chair she's sitting in which works, but then she just hops out of it knowing that you're trying to transport her outside the house. Attempting to tie her to the chair doesn't work for the same reasons of trying to grab her. As soon as Sin struggles you're pushed back.
  
  Eventually Engan stops watching you fail and begins to leave.
  
  "You don't think all of that hasn't been tried before in the past for various reasons? The sooner you realize you can't defy the laws of this place, the better off you'll be. In any case, I have other things to attend to, so I'll leave you ladies to talk I guess." Engan says and exits the house.
  
  Not sure of how to proceed you break another piece of furniture and sit down on one of the few remaining non-broken chairs pondering your next move.
  
  "I knew you hated me, but I don't think I knew just how much until recently." Sinthinia suddenly says.
  
  You ignore her comments, but she keeps talking.
  
  "Not that it matters, but since you obviously can't do what you really want to do, you mind answering a question just for the shits and giggles? What exactly did I do to you? I mean YOU attacked my territory first and you didn't even make the effort to reach out for any sort of alliance."
  "Alliance? Like you would have honored such an arrangement." You scoff.
  "Okay, true, but you've allied with other infernal leaders and you can't say that they're any less duplicitous."
  "Such arrangements are low calculated risks due to their power. Such a risk could not be taken with you."
  "Hm. I suppose I should be flattered that you considered me dangerous enough to just destroy me. Still, doesn't explain your fanaticism, which apparently was so extreme that you felt you had to chase me here. Even with this place's weird laws, you're STILL trying to figure out a way to hurt me or drag me back to a place where you can. I mean fuck, I've lost everything and I'm not coming back from it. Look at me, I don't even have my infernal beauty anymore. I got fucking celestial burns that aren't going to heal anytime soon, especially not in this place. Am I even worth it?"
  "You're just trying to talk your way out of this again. It won't work."
  "And YOU still haven't answered my original question? WHY is it so important that you kill me? Right now you could be murdering the shit out of hundreds of others more of a threat than I am right now."
  
  She sort of has a point, even if she is just trying to save her own skin. You'll play though, not like you have anything better to do right now.
  
  "Okay, I'll answer you. Besides the obvious fact that leaving you alive opens up the possibility that you'll somehow get out of here, gather power and come back for revenge one day, there's also the fact that you're a good example of everything that's wrong with the infernal realm. You're a good representation of the rot, corruption and decadence common to infernals. The traits I wish to lessen if not eliminate completely." You say.
  "Oh really? Not any of your underlings that are no doubt scheming for their chance to backstab you? Not Big Red who got us here in the first place? Not the infamous so called Lords of Hell who just let all the shit happen under their noses and do fuck all or actively encourage it? Me huh? I'm the fucking cause of all the universes ills? Pfft, I fucking wish." Sin remarks.
  "Perhaps not, but you asked and I answered."
  "And it was a bullshit answer, you know what I think?"
  "I don't give a shit what you think."
  "Well too bad, you're going to listen anyway. All your talk about order is just a defense technique because you're a repressed cunt that is unable to truly embrace what you actually are. You may look and act like a war infernal, but underneath it all, you're like me with one difference, you were an idiot that did something to yourself that limited your potential, so you went a different route thinking that it would fulfill you. It didn't and you just hate the fact that I'm everything YOU could have been..."
  "Oh? And what's that? Burnt to shit and trapped here with nothing?" you interrupt.
  "You're trapped here too bitch."
  "No I'm not, I have a way to leave. I mean that was part of the point, wouldn't make sense to just follow you with no way back. And you can stop now with your weak attempts to analyze me. There is literally nothing you can say that I haven't already heard OR already gone over myself in my head that is going to get to me."
  
  Sinithinia has no come back, looks like that last bit of venom was her last pathetic card to play. She knows it too; she just slinks back in her chair looking at the floor.
  
  Still, you really can't do anything to her except talk.
  
  Part of the discussion so far with her has got you wondering if you shouldn't just leave. She's been thoroughly defeated and while there is the possibility that she might pop up again one day, you might just have to take that chance. You beat her before, you can do it again.
  
  Unless you somehow try to talk her into going with you, but you can't see that remotely working and you might be just wasting time here.
  
  > Leave
  You've had enough of this strange place; everything feels "off" anyway and you don't care for it. The quicker you're back home the better. Sinthinia's punishment will just have to be this place for now.
  
  "Sin, if you value what remains of your pathetic life, you'll never leave this place because the moment you do, I'll be there to finish the job." You say and head towards the exit.
  
  You don't remember Engan closing the door when he left, but you try the handle which doesn't budge.
  
  You then try more forceful methods to the point of attempting to punch through the door, but it's like you're punching solid adamantium. You aren't making a dent. Your sword doesn't either.
  
  You waste no time in going for the windows, but it's same effect, which is none at all.
  
  You then hear a titter, which then turns into a cackle and then a long laugh which alternates in tone to sound like more than one person doing it. You turn to only see Sinthina, but she's not looking like herself anymore. Besides the extra mouths and eyes, she's only vaguely in her traditional succubus form anymore. It's almost like she's partially melted into the chair she was sitting in.
  
  "I told you, you were trapped bitch!" Sinthinia continues to laugh and then suddenly lunges at you.
  
  You are slammed against the wall by her surprising strength and speed.
  
  "Look at it this way, you can try to finish the job like you bragged about earlier!"
  
  At this range you see she's either been transformed somehow or this isn't Sin at all, especially when her face opens up and second set of jaws emerges. You manage to throw her off of you before she bites through your helmet.
  
  With the apparent force that was preventing violence gone, you waste no time in using your sword against Sin. Whatever she's transformed into may have improved her combat skills somewhat, but not enough to challenge you.
  
  You easily chop off one of her arms, only for three slimy tentacles to grow out of the stump and attempt to pull your sword away.
  
  "You cannot win this fight Cista, you are trapped here with me and you will soon become one with the old ones. Can you hear them?"
  
  Your mind is flooded with several voices speaking at once. Some of the languages you don't even know. Laughing, screaming, crying telling you to submit and join them. The mental assault is enough to halt you temporarily allowing Sinthinia to tackle you to the floor and partially bite through your armor, you feel a tearing at one of your wings by some appendage that has suddenly grown out of her.
  
  You once again manage to throw Sin off and follow up by hacking at her deformed body before she can recover. All manner of colorful liquids ooze out of the wounds , including fat little worm like creatures with too many legs scurrying to get out of the way of your stomping boots.
  
  Sin attempts to speak, but you're not hearing whatever she's got to say. Though you can't be sure, but at least one of the things she's babbling about in between you chopping her up is "Help me." You begin to laugh as pieces of her splatter all over.
  
  After reducing Sin into an unrecognizable heap of gore, you notice your surroundings have changed severely. You're no long in a house at all; you're standing in the middle of what appears to be a gray haze you can't see through.
  
  Engan appears with his arms folded. You attempt to attack him, but find that you're stopped by an invisible barrier. In fact, you're basically in a large transparent box.
  
  "It is regrettable that it came to this. If only you had been more willing to talk, perhaps this could have been handled a different way. Now this will be much harder." Engan says.
  "I'm going to get out of here and when I do, you'll be the first one on the list to join that dead whore behind me." You retort.
  "I fear that will not happen little infernal. You will not leave this place for a very long time and when you do, you will finally understand the truth of reality. The old ones will eventually make you see, it is their will. And their will is absolute."
  
  Engan disappears into the gray and you're left alone. Completely alone. Sin's body isn't even with you anymore and the voices are gone.
  
  You attempt physical attacks on the barrier, but of course it doesn't work. You attempt to use your magic which surprisingly is working again, but not to any useful degree. Fire, ice, disintegrating, lightning, giant magical fists, none of it is working.
  
  You don't know how long you're in your prison, but every now and then you see something moving within the gray outside.
  
  And then you hear the voices whispering in your mind getting louder and louder. They aren't even attempting to speak in a coherent language you understand. It's just madness.
  
  As you attempt to mentally block out the voices, you see the gray starting to be replaced with blackness. This blackness starts enclosing on your position and you begin to lose your normally strong resolve. Fear takes over and whatever it is outside the box knows it.
  
  You fall to the floor clutching your head, screaming for the sounds to get out of your mind. You close your eyes not wanting to see what is coming.
  
  "LOOK FLESH THING. LOOK UPON THE TRUTH OF YOUR EXISTENCE OR EMBRACE UTTER OBLIVION." A deep voice utters.
  
  You don't want to look; you've never been so scared of anything as you are in this moment. You scream in defiance and blindly swing your sword, keeping your eyes closed the entire time.
  
  You never hit anything. Not even the side of the prison you're currently in. You do hear something else though.
  
  "So be it."
  
  You feel something grab you and before you can even open your eyes, you're enveloped completely and annihilated.