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He festers in his imposed damnation. He may still be alive, but all he looks like is a dark mist or black smoke. It’s all his body can stay in this imprisoned, weakened state without hurting himself.
The darkness in his core grows. They betrayed him after he helped them. They put him in this damned state all for their purpose.
All for their purpose they betrayed him for doing his as well. He knows it’s been billions of years since they did it, but this damnation he’s in is still painful. The seal that trapped him, wrapping around his core like a chain with a lock that locked away the feeling of vigor and strength.
This is what hell feels like. Damned, inescapable darkness that continues to fester and grow inside his core. Inescapable, unbreakable….
He makes a sound that’s close to a huff before finally slinking forward.
Unbeknownst to him, part of his body drips off him. More specifically the darkness that he felt in his core drips off him.
The dark blob lies there for a few seconds before it begins to move. Its form begins to take a solid shape. Its eyes look around and it spots the being that created it leaving.
An empty gap fills the young creature's core and only one thought fills its head.
Father.