The chill of the abyss had faded, replaced by a throne room carved from shadows and obsidian, pulsing with a steady rhythm like a living heart. Elias stood at its center, gazing upon the darkened throne that had once held a fragment of the Demon King. It now bowed to him. Literally.
A tremor rippled through the walls as the System Interface reappeared in a flash of crimson fire.
> [System Update: Host Ascension Achieved]
You are no longer bound by system limitations.
You are now:
Name: Elias Black
Title: Soul King, Devil's Vessel, Reclaimer of the Abyss
Authority Level: Absolute
Dominion: Active over Infernal Realms 1-5
Unlocked Feature:
– "Devil's Decree"
– "Soul Harvest: Omega Tier"
– "Dread Memory Archive"
Elias blinked, eyes flashing violet. "Good. Now, let's clean the rot."
His boots echoed against the obsidian floor as he marched toward the throne. Behind him, the Shrouded Twelve, elite soul-bound wraiths, marched like phantoms.
