The Devil, The Secret Living Language, and the Super Wizard From Space stood upon a massive square of black stone half buried in blistering desert sands. "This is it, end of the line."
Looking about, he could see endless desert interrupted by black stone squares, similar to the one they were taking refuge on. A long wind was blowing, picking up loose dunes, shifting them up and over and around in an ever-moving landscape.
It stood to its full eight-foot height, snorting loudly and stamping its hoofed feet in challenge. "Who dares invade the ancient labyrinths of Terta-Hell, home and prison of Asquaterion The Minochataur?"
Somewhere in the dank musky darkness swamp, a single snapping growl was followed up by a chorus of hungry grumbles and hollers and howls. Jagged trunks of twisted trees creaked and cracked as something massive pushed through. Huge lungs filled up and e
The ashen remains of the gorgon sunk into the circling river of molten rock and disappeared down the sinkhole in reality, pulled toward the punishments of Triple-Hell. A bleating car horn sounded.
A slow, thick consciousness leaked in as the Super Wizard From Space opened his eyes. His thoughts were dulled, like he'd slept for far too long.
Once upon a time, five dark lords of multiple underverses made the mistake of signing magical contracts in an attempt to insure some level of trust between them. Inevitably, all five of them went back on their words.
"I will not tolerate your presence here. Nor your trickery. I will burn away every molecule. I will crack every atom. I will unravel your infernal form down to the minimalist components and grind the remains under my boot."
He was dressed in a black tuxedo with an opera cape over his sharp shoulders, and had a moustache and goatee that ended with a very slight but deliberate twists. He placed a top hat on his greasy hair and a domino mask on his pointed face.
Two large suns with a smaller red dwarf that arced around them in an elliptical orbit. Just a lonely small corner where the weight of bright compression had collected everything and squeezed them into these three spheres.
It was with great experience that he could judge the quality and balance of a blade and in all the experience, he had never worked with such magnificent instruments.
"Hanaya!" Yohei called out, grinning widely. "Huff huff huff! Wondrous news! Wondrous things have happened! Huff huff!"
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