Renji's eyes snapped open, but the familiar world didn't greet him. Instead, he found himself standing in an infernal realm—flames licking the darkened skies, blackened ground beneath his feet, and jagged obsidian spires stretching into the distance. The air was thick with heat and the oppressive stench of sulfur.
His pulse quickened as his senses heightened. He could feel the weight of something... someone, pulling him deeper into the twisted labyrinth. With each step, the air thickened, the shadows grew longer, and the darkness felt alive, watching.
It wasn't long before he saw them. Maidens—perfectly sculpted, their bodies radiant despite the surrounding chaos. Their eyes gleamed with hunger and their smiles teased, beckoning Renji forward with promises of pleasure. He could hear their soft, lustful whispers, but his focus shifted to a figure that stood apart.
At the center of it all, atop a raised throne of blood-soaked stone, sat Lilith.
