Asmodeus, in his human form, stood at the head of a massive obsidian table in his penthouse, its floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city below. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows on the walls and giving the space a more enigmatic aura. Asmodeus' eyes gleamed with an infernal glow, his gaze fixed on the window, his thoughts seemingly lost in the city lights.

Suddenly, the sound of the elevator chiming broke the silence, announcing someone's arrival.