Epilogue Maker (I)

As Liam shed belphegor's previous form, his true essence emerged, revealing that he had been manipulating the eldritch physiology of the mother thurar to create his perfect body. The cosmic entity returned to the vast expanse of the cosmos, destined to generate countless thurars once again.

A radiant beam extended from the ground, reaching up to the sky, connecting Belphegor with his stellar source in the galactical castle. This signified the complete summoning of his full power, allowing me to confront him at my fullest potential. Without hesitation, I teleported beside the injured Liam, who was struggling to recover from the force unleashed by Belphegor.

"Gus... 'cough' tang, kill that ugly motherf-cker," Liam wheezed, gasping for breath.

"Well, I wasn't really planning on sparing him, but since you insisted, I'll give it my best shot," I responded, ready to engage in the decisive battle.