Last Hope

If you’re reading this, then you may very well be my last salvation. With every passing day, I can feel my mind slipping further and further - it’s not long before I lose my sentience and become nothing more than an aberrant servant of that creature… that demiurge.   My name was once Elaios, and I was sentenced within this palace for defying the will of that Truth God. Oh, I had it all - I ruled over my layer of the Abyss and answered to absolutely no one. The only bastards who want you to think that arrogance and hubris are flaws are the folks who can’t do anything for themselves, subjecting puny mortals to do their bidding.   I used to be so beautiful, but as I’ve spent my tenure within this horrific place, my flesh has grown gray and my limbs have warped. I’m trapped in a perpetual smile - it feels like chains are pulling at the corners of my mouth and forcing me to grin.   Sure, I may be ‘evil’ (whatever that means) - but when I kill or take souls, it always has legitimate intent behind my act. My Keeper seems to be toying with not just myself, but every single being in the multiverse. Gods, mortals, archfey, fiends, celestials… the magnitude of his influence is infinite and I am terrified.   Once I lose my sentience, it will no longer be necessary for me to visit with my Keeper. If you’ve managed to infiltrate this rainbow shithole, you must visit the lockup on the lowermost floor. Assuming you manage to survive in this horrible place, the sole key unattached to the Keeper’s belt is in a bureau in the master bedroom.   The demiurge has four faces, yet only two have been shown to me. If I knew what the others were in the millennia before my imprisonment, they'd have been taken away.   Who knows how long it will be before someone enters this palace again? I could have devolved into something primal, something that kills without intent - even us demons have a little more sensibility than that. If you find this letter (and subsequently, me) - do me the favor of sending me back to Achlýs. Kill me.   Sincerely,
Elaios, Archdemon of the 380th Layer