He is a demon, he is unbothered about having murdered you, and he is still holding half your soul. Twelve chapters of hunting the missing pieces through Hell — a spa in a lava field, a shrine of your likeness he swears is only research, a door he dares you to open — while he insists the killing was destiny and calls you his. Then he builds you a temple, and after the temple, a ceremony. The last choice is his crown, his claim, or his ruin.
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