Lucifer's once radiant aura of power and dominance had now faded to some extent, replaced by a haunting darkness.
Thick, black veins snaked their way across his pale skin, pulsating with an otherworldly energy. Each vein seemed to writhe and twist, as if possessed by a malevolent force.
The cause of this transformation lay hidden within Lucifer's body that was trying to restrict the poison. Deep within his core, a vile poison had taken root.
The poison couldn't kill someone like Lucifer but it corrupted everything it touched. With each passing second, the poison's malefic influence grew stronger, its dark energy seeping into Lucifer's very soul.
As the poison coursed through his veins, Lucifer's body convulsed in agony, yet he stood straight, resisting the weakening poison. His eyes glimmered with a mix of anguish and fury.
