"The closest thing to home that I've ever seen." He sounds sad. "That is the most accurate picture of my life I've ever had the misfortune to see." He raises his scythe. "Should I close it?"
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As Xerces looks thought the portal, he sees suffering, death....and a sense of belonging. Of home. His disguise fades away, the flames in his body changing in heat and intercity to match the Underwold's flames.