Valak, the demonic nun, glides upward in a veil of black smoke, her hollow eyes fixed on the sanctum of Heaven. She moves silently across the marble floor, her presence warping the radiant light into twisted shapes. With swift, sinister intent, she seizes Virgin Mary, who trembles in her blue robes, and vanishes into the void, leaving a trail of withered lilies behind.
Jesus[/@ch_3], whose eyes blaze with anguish and rage.]
"Valak has taken my mother. We must bring her back,"
Archangel Michael, wings unfurled, signals the legions to descend. The sky splits as angels pour down upon a devastated Earth—its cities reduced to ashes, humanity wiped away. The air is thick with despair, and only silence remains.
Valak[/@ch_1] emerges, her laughter chilling the bones of the divine host.]
"Heaven's finest fall before me!"
She chants an ancient incantation; the ground trembles, and a wave of infernal energy sweeps through the ranks. In an instant, every angel collapses, their luminous forms snuffed out like candles in the wind.
Jesus[/@ch_3], frantic and desperate, follows the lingering echo of his mother’s voice, descending into the heart of Hell. The air reeks of sulfur and decay; shadows writhe along the walls.]
Jesus stumbles upon Virgin Mary's lifeless body, her face serene but pale, Valak looming above with her foot pressed upon Mary’s brow.
"You walked straight into my trap, Nazarene,"
"I will not let evil prevail,"
Jesus summons all his divine strength and charges, but Valak is relentless, overpowering him with unholy fury. The clash resounds through Hell, but ultimately, Valak tramples Jesus, his form fading beneath her feet.
God[/@ch_5] manifests, his presence warping the flames into halos of silver. Valak grins, removing her shoes and placing her bare, foul-smelling feet upon Jesus's melted visage.]
"Your reign ends now, demon,"
"Not even you can withstand me,"
The sour stench of cheese from Valak's feet fills the air, paralyzing God with its overwhelming power. She kicks him, and he falls, helpless as his essence melts under her feet. Valak’s laughter echoes, triumphant and merciless.
Valak[/@ch_1], enthroned upon jagged stone, her bare feet crossed, toes splayed wide.]
The room is consumed by the pungent odor of cheese, suffusing every corner with its suffocating presence. Valak reclines, savoring her absolute victory, her gaze lost in the darkness she now commands.
