The Crowns of the Gods.

Death, Pain, and Guilt go hand in hand

Persephone swung open the door to Hades' study, gesturing for the girls to enter ahead of her. With a solemn expression, she cautioned them to bring Blair to the tunnels before revealing the news of Joan's demise. Jinx, wearing a forced smile, took the lead and approached Blair. The pain in Jinx's eyes was palpable, causing Blair to spring up from her seat.

"Easy, Blair. I need you to come with me, love," Peri said gently.

"Why?" Blair asked, her tone tinged with concern.

"No questions, sissy. Please, just trust me," Jinx interjected, her voice filled with urgency.

"Alright. Where is Kylin?" Blair inquired, her worry evident.

"She's with Jessia, deep in sleep, darling," Peri reassured her.

"Good. Then take me where you're taking me," Blair agreed, though a hint of uncertainty lingered in her voice.

Peri nodded, and in an instant, they vanished and reappeared in the tunnels. Jinx guided Blair into the safe room and locked the door behind her.

"Jinx, what the hell?" Blair exclaimed, her frustration bubbling up.

"We need to tell you something, and we can't have you around us when we do," Bayo explained, his tone serious.

"What is it you have to tell me?" Blair's voice trembled with unease.

"Blair, your mother..." Peri hesitated, sensing Blair's growing anxiety.

"What about my mother?" Blair's tone sharpened, her patience wearing thin.

"She's gone, sissy," Jinx's voice cracked with sorrow.

"What do you mean?" Blair's disbelief turned to panic.

"Joan passed away this morning, baby," Peri spoke softly, trying to cushion the blow.

"No, you're wrong!" Blair's denial erupted into a shout.

"Blair, Joan is gone. She's passed through the gates," Jinx's tears mingled with her words.

"She can't be! She was fine when we last saw her!" Blair's voice echoed with anguish.

Blair's body erupted into flames, a manifestation of her inner turmoil and grief. The tears streaming down her face evaporated in the heat of her agony, leaving a trail of shimmering sorrow in their wake. With a heart-wrenching cry, she collapsed to her knees, the weight of her emotions too heavy to bear. Each sob wracked her body, echoing the shattered fragments of her soul.

As the flames engulfed her, Blair's human facade melted away, revealing the raw power and intensity of her Succubus form. The air crackled with energy, a tangible manifestation of her pain and rage. Peri watched in fearful awe, knowing that this transformation signaled a depth of despair that might be impossible to pull her back from.

In the midst of her transformation, Blair remained silent, her eyes reflecting a profound sadness that seemed to pierce through the very fabric of existence. Her once-beautiful features now twisted with anguish, a stark contrast to the fiery aura surrounding her.

The room itself seemed to hold its breath, the weight of Blair's grief casting a heavy shadow over everything. It was a moment frozen in time, where the boundaries between mortal sorrow and supernatural power blurred, leaving only the raw, unfiltered essence of a soul in torment.

"Peri, what's happening to her?" Jinx's voice trembled with concern.

"When a succubus's heart breaks, their ability to conceal their true selves goes haywire," Peri explained, her expression grave.