Abaddon was incredibly weary after his battle against Jaldabaoth.
Luckily for him, the spire cathedral is a regenerating structure.
After the battle was over, the tower showed right back up in the same spot as before; good as new.
Like Tehom itself, the space was infinite; shifting and turning as according to the whims of the Uma-Sarru himself.
Abaddon was not an individual who was full of pride, or devoid of goodwill.
Abaddon invited every dragon into the spire to rest and recuperate after a hard fought war.
He of course took the room on the top floor with his wives.
Lodgings were rather.. bleak.
Everything was the exact same shade of black, from the bed, to the ceiling, the flooring, and even the chandeliers.
But his wives didn't seem to care very much at all about their surroundings.
Not two minutes after coming into the bedroom, the ten of them stripped, bandaged their wounds, and crawled into bed.
