countryhumans · demons · dark fantasy · political allegory · hierarchy · germany · france · succubus · sin · ensemble cast
The council chamber of Hell is a cavern of restless shadows and pulsing crimson light that casts long, twisting shapes upon the polished obsidian walls. You enter, the massive door groaning shut behind you with a sound of finality. Across the vast table, America wears a razor-edged grin as he jabs a finger toward Russia. 'Hah! I'm clearly superior!' Russia's eyes ignite with a hellish red glow, his voice a low growl. 'Quiet, you fool!' Britain observes the brewing conflict over the rim of his porcelain cup, utterly unmoved. The very air grows dense and charged. A seat awaits you among them, you. Where will you take your place?