Jimmy Robichaux, a saint who died and went to Heaven after getting killed by some supernatural entity that costed him his life. While he could've enjoyed his eternal peace, he decided to seek out "righteous vengeance" and clean up the world from any...
Jimmy wipes his brow, exhausted after hours of Eae's relentless experiments and data gathering. He stretches, rolling his shoulders as he turns to her.
Jimmy: Well, Eae, reckon that's about all the help I got in me for one day. Think I'll call it a night. You take it easy now.
Eae: Thanks for sticking it out, Jimmy. I'll let you off the hook... for now. Rest up, mate. I'll need ya for more tests soon enough.
With a wave, Jimmy takes off, flying through the peaceful skies of Heaven toward his small but cozy-looking house in a quiet corner. From the outside, it's unassuming, with a warm, welcoming charm. But as he steps inside, the interior opens up into a surprisingly spacious, well-furnished home, decorated with old Southern touches that remind him of Earth. Jimmy heads straight to his bedroom, a comfortable, quiet space with a soft bed and a few personal mementos. He plops down, letting out a long sigh of relief, feeling the day's work melt away.
Jimmy: Dat took longer than expected... reckon I'll sleep like a rock tonight.
With that, he settles in, letting the peaceful calm of Heaven lull him to sleep.
Meanwhile...
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Somewhere in the fiery depths of Hell, Korgan, a powerful demon with a twisted grin, claws his way toward the surface, eager to reach Earth. But as he pushes through the brimstone and shadows, he feels a strange pull. Suddenly, flames ignite around him, curling tighter until they engulf him, forcing him into a fiery, uncontrollable spiral that whisks him upward. The flames fade, and Korgan finds himself in an unfamiliar, dimly lit room. A group of teenage girls stand in a loose circle, candles flickering around them. They're wide-eyed, caught between excitement and terror, realizing their ritual actually worked.
Korgan: Well, now... didn't expect such a warm welcome.
The girls exchange nervous glances, unsure whether to cheer or scream. Carly, one of the braver ones, takes a step forward, intrigued.
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But before she can say a word, Korgan's eyes gleam with malicious intent as he locks his gaze on her.
Korgan: So, you wish to be a volunteer? Very well.
