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Ground Zero

Asmo, his gaze unwavering, met Satan's simmering rage with an unspoken resolve as he rose up from the ground.

The air crackled with tension, the weight of unspoken grievances hanging heavy between them. As the room fell into a charged silence, the only sound that permeated the air was the ominous hum of Satan's Saber of Wrath, a testament to the storm brewing within him.

"Mammon, I know you are no traitor but Asmo...," Satan seethed, his voice cutting through the stillness like a blade. "Did you think I wouldn't see through your deception? as you were orchestrating this charade. You underestimate my will if you believe I will bend to your whims."

Asmo, his usual bravado not replaced by a single flicker of remorse, shifted easily under Satan's piercing gaze. "I... I meant for it to come to this.

Satan!!!,just give up.

Madeus doesn't want to hurt you.

Don't refuse to heed to my advice."

Asmo, his eyes betraying absolutely no glimmer of regret, rose from his seat, his movements deliber
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