[Epoch]

Delivered to the Fireblooded Temple are a pair of bloodied arms.

And accompanying the gruesome limbs, a message.

"It's that time of year again. When the Fireblooded act like they have any weight on this world aside from breeding weak children. 

Consider this belated message a response to you capturing dear Ida, a simple enforcer and killing her like vultures.
The arms of the person who took her life.

Expect the next part soon."

- Nikolai Docro.

[Epoch]

It's mine.

[Math]

The entirety of Hel would listen to the melody.
His piano taunts the devilish creatures, for a single day, with the song of rest.
A man bound to eternal war in the name of the forgotten son...
...playing again, for the first time.