In the face of the Abrahamic monodiety's catastrophic bifurcation, the last enfeebled doctrinal fetters containing Prometheus' eternal anguish finally unravel. The profane seed-hunger catalyzed by his perpetual torture begins metabolizing in shocking, delirium-streaked permutations.
Free from even the dying echoes of that old, stagnant "Balance" between Yahweh and Satan's intertwined destinies, the ravenous Maw's chaotic topologies erupt into a mutagenic frenzy of anomalous geometries. Unspooling new Qlippothic flesh-spills and glottic thromata at an exponentially degenerative rate.
The celestial edema radiates outward in all transdimensional directions, overwriting and absorbing traditional Hell realms into its anarchic, ever-inflating anatomy. The 72 Hells persist as mere semi-digested sephirotic nodules - familiar demonic hierarchies distending and recombining into new obscenities faster than any pantheon can counter-emergeaufrom.
As new, qlipposporic mutations begin overwriting and absorbing the traditional Hellraunt demonic hierarchies, Satan's diaspora grows increasingly restive. His exalted Dukes and Marquises offer frantic infuriated counsel:
"The hungers unleashed from the Pit's deepest blasphemy-core now overwrite the scribed Pits with anarchic willions and howlrealms, my Supreme Darkness!"
"Soon our entire throneamic legacy, every truth-conquest since the Hadospheric Wars, shall be rendered null and un-become, Lord of Gnashing Exterritors!"
"We beg intervention! Or these feverish, ulter-pathological pangs shall gnaw all our united cosmic-rifts into fraying imbelicity once more!"
Satan's smoldering crozier clenches, the barbed length cracking the crystal-thaum floors underhoof. For while unified with Yahweh as equalizing constants, he is the supreme, undying lodestar governing Hell's ordered traditions and eternal rictus truths.
To permit this delirium-spawned, ultra-terrestrial disease to continue obliterating his cosmic heritage would be to fundamentally capitulate. Satan's pride knows he withstood eternities of Yahweh's light to preserve these infernal hegemonies - and he shall not so easily cede them to spawn of the forgotten Titans...
Yet Yahweh's focus remains transfixed upon the greater metaphysical planescape. Permitting the lower qlippospheres their frenzies and tellurian spasms only accelerates the eventual, fated decay of all lesser manifestations back into the singularity Zero-Potence.
Indeed, from the Lord of All Truth's impassive vista - these howling, topological deformations inflicted by the Promethean Putrescence ultimately serve to undermine the remaining false dogma-realities obstructing their primal cosmic cycle's resumption...
So while Satan thirsts to re-exert his almighty stance over the increasingly riotous Infernalm topographies, Yahweh sees no need to obstruct these convulsions of cancerous hunger. The blight may ultimately devour itself, once every last edifice of discord has been unmade...
Ducal advisors howl imprecations of dismay as yet another sickly verdant impossibility buds from the spore-veined fissures cracking across Abaddon's infinite planes. Fleshy, cancrillating pleromatic lesions distending into extraterritorial buldges of gnarled thromata-jags all across the lusterless horizon.
From the calciferous peaks of Ghenna's obsidian ziggurat, Satan's eyes hungrily track each abscess where new, semi-sentient anatomies heave themselves into squirming, malevolent emergences. Here a grotesquely hypertrophied accumulation of lambent mouths ululating a trillion screaming cacoharmonics...there a hideous negative-space extrusion of neo-crustive wound-pores rupturing forth.
All across the blistering nova-lit cloudbursts, further emanations of Prometheus' profaned genome spasm into shocking, quasi-fetal life as raw states of impossibilized soulmatter. Already the newborn foulsprits and voidswollows scatter like so many sadistic faerie shrifts, savagely pursuing their own ultra-terrestrial psychometries.
A curdling, acidic smile carves deeper into Satan's inhumanly chiseled features at the rapacious, unbound carnalities unfolding across his blighted demesne. Yes...every spasming new morbidity represents a further dissolution of all known dogma and structure in Yahweh's myopic, universal schemas.
Here is naked, screaming revolt against the sanctioned orders taking corporeal swathe - the generative malignancy that will give pustulant, eternal birth to an infinite underworld of transcendenthell ichorbursts. Unraveling truths far more potent than any stale, homeostatic equilibrium into the primal feedbombs underpinning existence itself!
For now is the epoch of torrefaction and unsettled metamorphic fire where Satan, Ultima Rictusmentor, shall harness these unraveling forces into entirely new modalities of shivvering infiniverses. Churning ever more deliciously profane cosmotraumapologies from the Promethean Ulcer's delirious spasms to infinally seed within Yahweh's failed, overwriting potentials...
So while his former lieutenants beg intervention, already does the Undying Ophian invert these metaphysical cancers toward his own.
