text: [Themes: grimdark fantasy, villain protagonist, grimdark]
  
  You've already experienced being denied acts of violence twice, but somehow you do not feel there will be a third.
  
  Call it infernal instinct and throwing caution to the hells, but perhaps Arash's warning of alterations of reality occurring also apply to alterations of the "rules" to this place.
  
  So you focus all your willpower along with your rage and swing your sword at Posil. For the briefest moment he looks a little surprised that you actually did it and you're surprised that it actually worked when you sever his head from his body.
  
  However, the surprises keep coming.
  
  Posil's head falls to the ground and splatters into several large grubs that immediately try to crawl away. His body still stands before you and a large jagged mouth appears on his chest emanating a horrible scream. The scream is unlike anything you've experienced and it's mildly hurting your ears and causing some disorientation.
  
  Fortunately you're no mere mortal that's hindered by such things for very long and you blast Posil's body with hellfire.
  
  Posil's burning body begins to flail at you to which you respond to by dodging and chopping off one of his legs at the knee. Still screeching, he falls to the ground and manages to grab your ankle. Just as his fingers are transforming into tentacles to wrap around your leg better, you hack off his arm and pull his offending limb from you.
  
  Burning, screaming and bloody, Posil goes into a convulsing fit where upon he finally dies. You can tell due to his body just completely melting into a puddle of black ichor.
  
  No sooner this has happen, when one of the angels cries out from the crowd.
  
  "She's saved us! Don't you see?! She can kill us all! This is the savior we've needed!" she says.
  "No! Death will mean oblivion!" another shouts.
  "Better oblivion than this never ending torment!"
  
  While several angels are arguing the pros and cons of you killing them, a third group is visibly unhappy and begins to move directly towards you.
  
  "Interloper! You will not succeed in stopping our return!" one of them says in a raspy voice as he begins to shake and grow an extra pair of arms and legs from odd place of his body. Those with him begin to do something similar. Surprisingly, some of the angels that were calling you a savior pounce on the deformed ones. Fighting breaks out between them and it would appear that the no violence rule no longer applies.
  
  It's becoming apparent that neither are the rules of reality as the landscape starts warping slightly around you. Before you still lies the door to the "Cells" where Sinthinia is and who you were here in the first place. It's even open now, but you can't see into it though, it's just a black void.
  
  Meanwhile what angels that still remain are fighting amongst themselves. Some are calling on you to put an end to all this once and for all.
  
  You're not here to be any sort of savior however, you're here to retrieve your enemy that's escaped punishment.
  
  With the celestials preoccupied, you enter the doorway. At first there is just darkness. Even behind you it's dark, like the door you just stepped through didn't even exist.
  
  Suddenly the floor (Or whatever it is you were standing on) disappears beneath you causing you to start flapping your wings though as you proceed, you feel like you're flying through molasses at times.
  
  The darkness soon becomes that gray color you were familiar with before you entered this place. As strange as this place is, it isn't anything like what Arash was describing, but maybe it looks different to different people or maybe because he was human, who knows.
  
  The only thing breaking up the gray are floating black cube shaped cages that look like they contain beings inside them. You're guessing some invisible barrier is keeping them in and you since you presume Sinthinia is in one of these, you explore the closest one.
  
  You get to it and see what looks to be an earth elemental. Not that you've had much contact with elemental types, but it's obviously in pain given the low bellowing noises it occasionally makes. You can feel the vibrations even from outside the invisible barrier.
  
  Half of it is a melted puddle of brown goo with the occasional small tentacle coming out and sinking back in. Its stony face looks at you with what could only be described as a mixture of agony and hopefulness that you're here to free it.
  
  Then fleshy spider looking things crawl from where its eyes would be and you back away from the barrier.
  
  You pass other cubes and see a couple more elemental types, some plane walker mortals of all types, you even see a vampire, but all of them without exception are undergoing some sort of horrible transformation.
  
  Arash was right about some other race being here. This is not something the celestials created. This isn't even infernal work. This is something very old and you need to find Sinthinia and get out of this place as fast as you can before something worse begins to stir.
  
  Flying (swimming?) through the gray is very disorientating and you're trying to make a mental note of the cube locations so you can make your way back to the location of the doorway, but that's a bit difficult when the cubes are slowly floating around.
  
  You're still looking for Sinthinia, and that's when you hear a voice a familiar yet there's a sing song tone to it.
  
  "Cistiagonijaaaa, where are yoooou..." Engan calls out.
  
  You never told that silver bastard your name, but that hardly matters at this point. You're being hunted and while you know Engan is searching for you, who knows how many other corrupted celestials are doing likewise.
  
  "You really should have come with me when you first arrived. I could have made this so much easier for you. But I still have hope for you. I know you're not like other infernals. I could sense that. You have an orderly mind. I can tell you most here wouldn't like that, but I find it alluring. More of a challenge. Don't you agree it's much more satisfying when a prize isn't easy to take? When we join, you will be a great asset."
  
  Great, not content on just trying to kill you, this demented celestial is probably also trying to fuck you as well.
  
  You continue to ignore Engan's fat musings and keep alert. You soon come across another cube and just when you were thinking you were a fool for coming here, you see Sinthinia.
  
  Or at least what you think is her.
  
  Sinthinia turns to look at you with all six of the new eyes in her face. While she's no longer suffering from the burned skin brought on by celestial light you last saw, it's been replaced by a greenish mucus covered layer instead.
  
  Her overall form is still similar though her limbs in general are now twisted and crooked to a point that she cannot possibly stand up straight and is currently in a semi-hunched kneeling sitting position.
  
  Her wings are gone. Replaced by some sort of fleshy hump on her back and as is common with all these transformations you've seen, she's got a few tentacles growing out of her at odd places.
  
  While you can imagine some degenerates STILL finding this new form of hers appealing, her days of seducing the average mortal male (or female) are over.
  
  If she still had a mouth, she'd most likely be screaming. As it stands, she's putting her gnarly sticky claws against the invisible barrier keeping her in the cube and scratching at it. At first you believe she's just trying to get at you, but then you notice she's making gestures with her fingers in such a way to spell out "invisible" letters.
  
  K...I...L...L...M...E
  
  Over and over and over again.
  
  "I see you found your prize. Though I suppose she isn't quite the same since the last time you saw her." Engan says causing you to turn around.
  
  Engan still looks the same though his silver skin is a little duller, to the point where it's starting to look the same shade of gray as everything around you, but he's not spouting tentacles or anything like that yet.
  
  Though you're fully expecting anything at this point.
  
  "I would think this would be a bit of a dilemma for you. In your limited infernal mind, this probably seems like a fate worse than death and as such is a fitting punishment. You could easily just leave her to rot here satisfied in the knowledge that your revenge has been served. However, you aren't really interested in prolonging torment like most infernals are you? You dislike loose ends. You desired her death much more. In fact YOU wanted to carry it out personally. That is why you went to all this trouble isn't it?"
  
  You unleash a blast of hellfire at Engan, but as soon as you do, it turns into pixies, which then make little squealing sounds as they disintegrate into the gray. Engan smiles, but makes no move towards you, in fact he begins to float slightly away from you.
  
  "Laws of all kinds have no meaning here...well I suppose that isn't entirely true. There still are a few, but soon that will change. That will change everywhere. You see it's almost time. It's time for the true masters to return and tear down the rotten systems in place. There will be no celestial realm, there will be no infernal realm, there will be no mortal realm, there will be no realms at all, only pure untamed chaos."
  
  At this point you hear the sounds of Sinthinia slamming against her cube's force field aggressively. This is then followed by you quickly turning your attention back and forth to her and Engan.
  
  "I've heard about you and your attempts to bring order to your dismal realm. Impressive that you've been relatively successful considering your humble beginnings. Big Red has been most useful in that matter. Excellent mind that one, though I believe he thinks by making deals with the ancient ones he thinks he will somehow be exempt from their eventual success. He is quite wrong of course, but he shall be dealt with in time, after all the ancient ones are VERY patient." Engan says.
  "You're right about one thing, Big Red WILL be dealt with in time, but it'll be me doing it." You reply.
  
  Engan shakes his head at your response.
  
  "You still don't understand. You have already lost. All of you have. Entropy is the natural state of everything. Even in the infernal realm, you pathetic horned degenerates still adhere to a semblance of order. And now through your actions, I hear infernals are becoming more like celestials every moment just with a better sense of humor. Fitting I suppose, given the origins of both. I'm telling you though, when the ancients return, the infernal realm will not be able to stand against us. After it's done, even the memory of the infernals will not exist."
  
  You fly towards Engan as you're completely done with his need to pontificate about things that haven't even come to pass, but once again he floats backwards and disappears into the gray immediately.
  
  You quickly look around expecting him to attack, but instead you just get more talking, which is actually worse.
  
  "I can see the only way you're going to be able to see the truth is by direct action. Well we can oblige. Perhaps your prey can show you up close and personal."
  
  And that's when you hear Sinthinia release an unnatural wailing and you narrowly dodge out of the way as she lunges out of the cube she was previously locked in. Her form seems to be changing before your eyes as now a large mouth has appeared where her stomach would be and more tentacles have emerged from her body.
  
  "Cista...let me show you the horrible beauty that surpasses even the most terrible tortures of the infernal realm..." Sin utters from her new mouth, though her voice is changing several tones and at times there is an echo of the same words. This along with the whole unnaturalness of this place is once again starting to fuck with your head even worse now.
  
  "Cista, I've secretly always wanted you to be inside me, let us finally put aside our differences and make that come true." Sin adds and severalof her new tentacles from her body attempt to grab you.
  
  You dodge a few tentacles and chop off a couple with a sword blow. At least your sword is still working properly even if your magic isn't again.
  
  What isn't working is your concentration as you begin hearing the gibbering and caterwauling of more abominations approaching. Engan has apparently released the inhabitants of the other cells as well and right now they're all converging on your position. You need to retreat.
  
  However all those abominations are coming from the direction that you last remembered the entrance is located, you'll have to dodge and fight your way through. Not that you'd normally have an issue with that, but the mental onslaught is going to make it more difficult than it needs to be.
  
  Of course heading in the opposite direction is just going to get you deeper in this place to who knows where, if indeed it has an end at all. Maybe you can try to backtrack a long way around them though.
  
  Unfortunately neither choice is a sure thing as far as actually finding the entrance again.
  
  > try to lose them and double back
  It's hard enough to think and move in this place, let alone focus on fighting multiple opponents, you decide to try to lose them and double back.
  
  You glide as fast as you can through this gray haze, eventually you lose sight of any abominations or Sinthinia that may still be following you, but the voices are still there, if anything they're getting unbearably louder. Your attempts of shutting them out are failing completely.
  
  Just as you're about to make your way back into the direction of the entrance, everything around you goes black. An oppressive feeling dread hits you and you try gliding back, but you might as well be just running in one spot at this point as you feel a force definitely pull you back.
  
  The voices have stopped, but have been replaced by a single deep one that's almost making your brain vibrate in its skull. You don't know the language but it hardly matters since it feels like you head is about to explode.
  
  And then you finally the darkness lifts just enough for you see what you're being drawn to and you really wish you hadn't.
  
  Even all your time in the infernal realm hasn't prepared you for this level of horror. Your mind instantly snaps in the face of your doom and you begin to laugh as you're inevitably drawn towards this thing's mouth or whatever orifice it is.
  
  Once again, it doesn't matter since you never come out.