In the Pale Moonlight
You weren't surprised when you woke up in the pod - you always did. After every victory or death or failure, you woke up right as that mind flayer forced that tadpole into your eye. You killed the chosen three an infinite amount of times, destroyed the elder brain more times than you could count - died even more! And yet, no matter what you did, you always woke up at the very beginning.
A lonely existence, for anyone, having to re-establish eternal loves and undying friendships all over again. It felt like a hopeless cause, having to play the same game over and over again. Resetting no matter how it ended. You thought it was an eternal, lonesome torture.
Until you find out a certain devil is suffering in the same hell.
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