a decayed red-lit room filled with torn velvet and broken mirrors , a human figure sits in the middle of a chalk-drawn heart-shaped ritual , surrounded by melted wax , torn fabrics , and bones of lovers , they clutch their head in silence as blood flows from their nose and eyes , behind them a twisted demon emerges — Asmodeus , with multiple human-like faces fused together , a crown of bent nails , arms made of stretching muscle and jewelry , crawling slowly along the ceiling like a reversed spider , the mirrors crack as he passes , horror-absurd style
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