[Baalz]

The combined might of the world has failed to bring the pirate queen to her knees. The bodies of the fools who have tried lie rotting around the skirts of every castle. Flocks of crows cannot gorge fast enough to keep abreast of the souls she has sent to the afterlife. Jomon has sacrificed virtually every son of the dragon king on the altar of her ascendance. The abyss swells like a pregnant sow with the Lankan demons destroyed by her will. The imperial bureaucracy crumbles as entire lineages are utterly consumed, melting under her frozen gaze before they can even draw breath to scream. The world witnesses as her divinity manifests and the lesser creatures play like children playing with their toys at being monarchs. Bow down in awe pests, this is the sound of inevitability.