Jun 30, 2026 · 47 min · 10 segments
Tabetha has a strange dream; Aquira's champion is paid a visit. CAST: Asmodeus was Zach Lazar Hoffman Tabetha was Victoria “V” Rani Eksol was Cole Taylor Finney Isla Strider was Sasha Aleksandra…
[door opening] [ominous music] What is this?
[laughs] Ah.
So this, this is godhood.
It's as if mortality was a disease, and I've finally been cured of it.
Hey, flame guy, where are we?
I upheld my promise, Malakus.
Now it's time to uphold yours.
Is it the place of an angel to make demands of his god?
Hello?
You are not my god.
You may stand in his hall, and you may command his fire, but you will never be my master.
Ah, you guys can't see me, huh?
Belegor tells me you and the rest of the Solars are an anomaly, that Celestials are meant to be nothing more than soulless extensions of their masters.
No variation, no personality, no freedom or will outside of that of your god.
Reports from Aphradelle match this description, giving the impression that Amar's graces form a sort of hive mind that speaks and acts just like her.
But in Penumbra, nine self-proclaimed archangels bickering amongst each other as if they aren't all just lesser copies of the original.
How did you do it?
I owe you no explanation.
I suppose it makes sense.
A mad god needs mad servants.
Axel was not mad.
Kneel.
Is this the kind of god you intend to be, Malakus? A tyrant, forcing your dissenters to kneel?
Malakus died with my mortality.
[door opening] [ominous music] What is this?
[laughs] Ah.
So this, this is godhood.
It's as if mortality was a disease, and I've finally been cured of it.
Hey, flame guy, where are we?
I upheld my promise, Malakus.
Now it's time to uphold yours.
Is it the place of an angel to make demands of his god?
Hello?
You are not my god.
You may stand in his hall, and you may command his fire, but you will never be my master.
Ah, you guys can't see me, huh?
Belegor tells me you and the rest of the Solars are an anomaly, that Celestials are meant to be nothing more than soulless extensions of their masters.
No variation, no personality, no freedom or will outside of that of your god.
Reports from Aphradelle match this description, giving the impression that Amar's graces form a sort of hive mind that speaks and acts just like her.
But in Penumbra, nine self-proclaimed archangels bickering amongst each other as if they aren't all just lesser copies of the original.
How did you do it?
I owe you no explanation.
I suppose it makes sense.
A mad god needs mad servants.
Axel was not mad.
Kneel.
Is this the kind of god you intend to be, Malakus? A tyrant, forcing your dissenters to kneel?
Malakus died with my mortality.
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