'Sigh. It's the same spill. The name.'
I already knew it would end like this. If Gaspar and Bifrons were nothing but servants, there would be someone on top of them. Rather than a Archdemon at the top of the Ars Goetia, who could be dragged down, it had to be someone outside the rules.
'And the only one to fit the bill is the snake bastard obsessed with names.'
{Now bid upon mine name and end thy suffering. Reunite with those thou love and awake from this nightmare.}
"Limitless, the reason Hellsgate does not use distinct names is because of this being. Names are his power. Refer to him as he who slumbers,"
{My Child. Why must you suffer like this? Rest. I free you from your suffering. You have no need to endure any longer. Call my name and you shall know peace.}
The sleeping bastard appeared in the memories of all my past lives. It was something even the goddesses were terrified of. And it still existed now as the Reaper Gaspar who turned into a ghoul, had the same experience.
