<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">"You're a nosey mortal aren't you?" Baal said with a low growl still unsure as to <i>what</i> she even was. Whoever this woman was she certainly didn't know how to speak to someone who was clearly a threat considering his current situation. He wasn't sure if it was courage or if she was just plain stupid. "I have gone by many names over the Millenia. Destroyer of Worlds. Harbinger of Death. Chaos incarnate." Baal glanced over at the dancing shadows decorating the wall, it wasn't long before the shadows took shape following his words acting like a play.<br/>
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"This isn't some <i>magic bubble</i>, girl. We are in Metaxy, a hellish prison between dimensions. There is no way to escape unless the seal is broken, even if the powers who trapped me here were to perish.. I would still be locked away here for all eternity." The shadows formed faceless people banding together in order to trap and lock him away in this hellhole. Next it showed him, pounding away at the walls, doing everything in his power to break free from the prison only for each attempt to fail. "It's been over ten-thousand years that I have been trapped here by those weak, scared, and sniveling bastards of the Greek Pantheon." He could see every day past as if it were yesterday and in a sense it could've been. The days meshed together, day and night had no meaning to him because he didn't require sleep. He did nothing to exert himself and to waste enough power for him to need it. <br/>
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But not a day passed where he wasn't thinking of his revenge. How he would spare no one, show no mercy, and most of all drag out their deaths so they could feel pain for an eternity the way he did. It was obvious there was more behind the story he was not telling her, then again.. he had no clue as to who she was, where she was from, nor how she even arrived here. Though.. this had been his first conversation with another soul in far too long, despite the fact that he had nothing but revenge on his mind and he loathes humans, the company was more than welcome, even if he wanted to kill her where she stood. "It perplexes me that you were locked away with me. You seem nothing more than a mere human. If they did not send you here as a simple mind game, then it begs the question once again. Who are you? Humans do not waltz into Metaxy, which tells me that you are not a normal human being or you have friends in high places."<br/>
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The shadows on the wall ceased and his eyes met with hers. "And if it will motivate you into answering me, I am Baal, the God of Wrath, Death, Destruction and Chaos. As much fun as it would be to tear your head from your shoulders.. you are in luck. I'd rather not be stuck here with a rotting corpse, and you will serve a purpose of my entertainment. So I hope you're capable to endure a lifetime of madness, girl. Because that is all you will find here."</span>