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- Within the cut off space of my Sanctuary, heat had no place to escape to. Cut off by the very space around us, any attempts to leave were promptly turned back and so it simply built upon itself, steadily pushing the temperatures higher and higher with each passing moment until the specifics hardly seemed to matter. The normal properties of matter began to break down at that point, adding to the inferno around us with tumultuous shifts and changes. And Gilgamesh, exposed to the heart of the star behind it all?
- He began to disappear. As I exposed it to the heat of Lucifer’s core, the ancient Grimm’s flesh simply seemed to vanish as solids were converted directly into gases and then into plasmas, joining the rest of my burning world as it was raised to even higher states. He dissolved in layers, flesh stripped away to reveal steadily denser layers, Malkuth’s touch altering how the physics of his body should have worked—but here, even that had its limits. Lucifer’s power was tremendous under any circumstances, but in this case especially, it was something else, turning my little section of space into a rolling, burning hell.
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