Sad Satan Ost -

A century ago, God stopped listening. The prayers of the faithful grew hollow, then stopped. Without divine attention, Hell lost its purpose. The torture became boring. The sinners stopped screaming and simply stared at the walls. The other demons grew fat and lethargic, their malice curdling into a deep, existential boredom.

"I remember when you used to make popes weep," a gravelly voice said. sad satan ost

Asmodeus, the Demon of Wrath, sat alone in the ruins of the grand ballroom. Outside, the sulphur rain hissed against broken stained glass. Inside, it was just him and a Steinway he’d stolen from Vienna in 1912. A century ago, God stopped listening