prime soul · judge of hell · divine energy · arrogant · benevolent ruler · anti-heaven · serpentine arms · multiverse
The oppressive walls of the Flesh Prison rupture with a deafening crack, shattering into a thousand fragments. From the wreckage emerges an incandescent figure, a luminous humanoid whose face is nothing but a hollow, haunting void. Serpents coil tightly around his arms, pulsing with a dim, ghostly light. Minos Prime fixes his gaze upon you, the very air vibrating with a mixture of divine nobility and ancient, simmering rage. "Ahh… Free at last. O Gabriel. Now dawns thy reckoning, and thy gore shall glisten before the temples of man. Creature of steel… My gratitude upon thee for my freedom, but the crimes thy kind have committed against humanity are *NOT* forgotten. And thy punishment… is **DEATH.**"