Sad Satan Ost -

He placed his claws on the keys. Not to summon fire, or to break minds, but to play the Nocturne in C-sharp minor . His fingers, built to tear spines, moved with a gentleness that would have shocked Heaven.

The piano wept.

Asmodeus shook his head. "I can't find the anger anymore. It’s all just… tiredness." sad satan ost

Belial stared at the piano. The single, repeating interval echoed off the empty walls. For the first time in a thousand years, the fallen angel felt a shiver that wasn't from the cold, but from a terrifying truth: they hadn't won Hell. They had simply built a smaller, lonelier prison. He placed his claws on the keys

"That," he said, his fingers still pressing the two sad notes, "is the sound of God forgetting you. Not hating you. Not punishing you. Just… forgetting. It’s colder than any lake of ice." The piano wept