An enigmatic energy pervaded John, observable under his scrutiny.
This power converged together, like a nascent flame, and without waiting for John to introspect his bodily state, the flame flickered subtly, fueled by arrogance.
With greed serving as kindling—snap!
A flame burst forth in an instant, and beneath its feeble glow, John examined his own physique, which was shuddering incessantly. Wave after wave of negative emotions assailed his psyche.
No!
John exerted all his might to suppress the emotions within him.
They spread like ink in water, seeping into his psyche, threatening to overwhelm him with negativity.
Deep within the abyss...
There, in the depths, lay the domain of arrogance, a gathering place for ancient demons, all fierce and malicious, prostrating before a six-winged dark angel.
Lucifer, with eyes a sanguine red, stared fixedly at the sky.
He sensed a kindred essence.
