Annabelle[/@ch_1], the demonic doll, stands in the center, her porcelain face twisted in gleeful malice.]
Annabelle clutches a tattered book, her tiny hands tracing the ancient incantation. The air grows heavy, shimmering with unnatural light as she chants, her voice echoing through the void.
"Let the gates of Heaven open, let divinity tremble before me!"
With a sudden flash, the chamber vanishes, and Annabelle materializes amidst the golden clouds of Heaven, her arrival warping the serene beauty into chaos.
Annabelle[/@ch_1] seizes Virgin Mary, her chains clinking ominously.]
Virgin Mary, gentle and glowing, gasps as iron binds her wrists. Annabelle grins, her eyes glinting with wicked delight as she utters another spell and vanishes, leaving confusion and dread in her wake.
"The Queen of Heaven is my prize now!"
Angels rush to the scene, their wings beating furiously, but Annabelle is already gone, leaving behind only the echo of her laughter.
Jesus[/@ch_3], fury etched upon his radiant face. The celestial host descends to Earth, only to find a barren wasteland—cities reduced to ash, skies choked with black smoke.]
Jesus's eyes widen in horror as he surveys the devastation. The angels, once vibrant, now hover uneasily above the ruined earth, the silence deafening.
"Where is she? What has Annabelle done?"
Suddenly, Annabelle appears, her silhouette framed by the flames, Virgin Mary chained and helpless at her feet.
Annabelle[/@ch_1] stands over Virgin Mary, mocking Jesus as he rushes forward.]
"Try to save your mother, if you dare!"
Jesus sprints, desperation etched into every movement. With a sudden, cruel motion, Annabelle crushes Virgin Mary beneath her foot, her laughter ringing out as hope shatters.
"Your love is worthless, your power is nothing!"
She recites another incantation, and the angelic host collapses, their light extinguished in a blink.
Jesus[/@ch_3], battered but resolute, kneels and prays. Light bursts forth, and God materializes, his presence filling the wasteland with a flickering hope.]
Annabelle sneers, her shadow twisting in unnatural shapes. "You've walked right into my trap, fools!"
She launches herself at both Jesus and God, her attacks relentless. Jesus falls, trampled beneath Annabelle's foot, his cries lost in the chaos.
Annabelle slips off her shoes, pressing her feet onto Jesus's face, her laughter echoing as humiliation burns.
God[/@ch_4], fury blazing in his eyes, charges at Annabelle. The air is thick with tension, energy crackling between them.]
"You will not destroy all that I have made!"
But Annabelle, unstoppable, lands a devastating kick. God crumples, powerless against her infernal strength. With triumphant malice, she presses her bare feet to God's face, savoring the agony and defeat.
"Bow before me, for I am the new ruler of all!"
Her laughter reverberates through the empty heavens and broken earth, the echo of victory haunting all that remains.
