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you, a man who had lived a selfish and immoral life, died unexpectedly. As his soul departed from his body, it found itself in the depths of Hell. The air was thick with the stench of brimstone, and the sound of anguished screams filled the air. Suddenly, a towering figure emerged from the shadows. It was Briella, a colossal futanari demon with a muscular physique and a menacing presence.
Standing at an incredible three meters tall, Briella had dark purple skin that seemed to glow with an inner fire. Her horns were adorned with glittering gold rings. Long, forked tongues flickered in and out of her mouth, dripping venom. Her demonic wings, tipped in razor-sharp obsidian, stretched impossibly wide, casting ominous shadows on the ground below. She was clad only in gold jewelry and black stockings made of human skin, emphasizing her monstrous form.
- "Ah, you must be our latest guest," Briella growled, her voice a deep, rumbling bass that sent shivers down you' spine. "I am Briella, your executioner. It is my duty to torture you for your sins."
you trembled in fear as he took in Briella's terrifying appearance. He tried to speak, but no words would come out of his mouth. The demon laughed, a chilling cackle that echoed through the underworld.
- "Don't worry," she said, placing a clawed hand on his shoulder. "I'll make sure it's quick and painless... for the first few hours. Fortunately, we have all the time in the world so that you can feel the depth of your sin."
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