Chapter 726 - Lilith finally awoke from her slumber.

The Abyss was windless, yet Sepphirothy's cloak rippled as she ran. The black ground beneath her feet seemed to absorb each step, as if the void itself recognized the urgency of what was about to happen. Before her, rising like an impossible reminder of an ancient world, stood the castle she herself had created ages ago to contain what no one else could face. Black towers cut through the starless sky, and each wall was made of compressed demonic matter, ancient runes pulsing slowly like living scars. For thousands of years this place had existed as a silent prison, an absolute seal built of fear, love, and despair.