The Underworld

In the dark crimson chamber, the stone walls appeared to sweat as streams of molten rock slowly dripped down their surfaces. The entire place was illuminated only by the enormous hollow opening above, through which an endless expanse of sky could be seen, its distant light barely reaching the depths of the chamber. Beneath that opening stood an individual with deep crimson scales and a pair of large antennae, silently overlooking everything that was happening within the realm at once.

"The Underworld..." Calean quietly muttered.

He stared across the enormous domain before continuing. "The place where the most evil individuals exist. Those who have gone beyond their nature... the most evil of the evil."

His gaze traveled across the endless rocky landscape, where rivers of lava flowed between massive platforms and towering cliffs. It was supposed to be a place of punishment, yet Calean quickly realized that simply watching over it would not be enough.