Sympathy for the Devil [Event]

[Lamentations]

Os iusti meditabitur et lingua eius loquetor iudicium, beatus vir qui suffert tentanonem, quoniam cum probates fuent.
Accipiet coronam vitae… kyrie, ignis divine, eleson.

Oh quam sancta
Quam serena
Quam benigna
Quam amoena

Oh castitatis lilium

VERNICHTUNG

The planet erupted with prismatic vivacity, ascending forth into the empty space, a cataclysmic inferno engulfing the system of planets aligned with itself. Civilizations were completely annihilated, and the planets ravished by hellfire which never ceased its endless assault across the surface. The flames destroyed the crust, and dug deep within the planets causing their core's to heat and collapse before exploding with all of the welled up energy of the billions of years of existence. It was an impetuous calamity unlike what had ever been seen before, such raw power being exerted from one origin point on the original planet.

The escalating power never ceased to amplify itself, consuming everything it came into contact with. Soon the sun would become subject to its vitality which wrapped its fiery tendrils across the ball of burning gases, before it submerged and was consumed by the energy. The explosion which followed was not unlike the explosion from the planet, other than the exact power which was released, and how far it galloped across the world. Sound could not travel through space, but the sounds of the dead whispering the forbidden and untranslatable name could be heard in the ears of all across large stretches of the universe.

Soon everything that had caused this event to transpire all began to diminish at the inhaling of the legend, everything slowly dissipating. Everything effected all were absorbed at the point of origin, the life, the energy, the call. It was all swallowed whole in one single gulp, all inhaled by the one who arose from his sealed dimension to once again serve his undying purpose in the metaverse.

Rion...

Rion floated in the vacuum—motionless except for his hair, which flowed behind his, as a languid mane of molten crystal glowing red. The dull light scattered across his vigorous herculean form, painting the slick god flesh with a rosy pallor. His modest attire was a perfect veil of black as though spun from the emptiness of space as it drifted about him. It enveloped the core of his valiant-like body into the velvet black, hiding it from the gleaming eyes of the spilled diamond dust of stars who flung their fiery luminance across the span of years.

The consolidated perfection didn't move for a entire minute, stabilizing into the dimension once again. The third-dimension was something that he hadn't felt in thousands of years since his supposed death in the most malevolent way. Rion's mind was blank for just a few seconds before suddenly the rush of millions of thoughts all struck his mind at once. This was the last bit of feelings that he experienced before he was sealed away to escape from death previously in his raging battle against Lucien.

A flash of resplendent light sheered across his skin, crackling fury sparkling across his body. Soon the radiant light aglow grew brighter until Rion was no longer viewable, before its sudden disappearance. The world was once again left in darkness, the catastrophe of his awakening having taken trillions of lives in its wake. This was the devil that was Rion.