Author name: Lucius Brimstone

By Lucius Brimstone, Senior Cinder Correspondent The furnaces of Pandemonium-on-the-Pit are running a touch hotter this week as the Infernal Dominion prepares to honor the soot-crowned sages of our lineage on Granddamnation Day, arriving this cycle on the seventh of Septemberscorch. Established in 1978 of the Mortal Reckoning—when President Jimmifer Cauterize signed a blistering proclamation […]

By Lucius Brimstone On the 14th Day of Cinders, Year of Our Smolder 2023, the Obsidian Council of Ashkel-HELL-on rubber-stamped the Ereb-1 settlement scheme, a plot of scorched earth wedged between the citadels of Fireusalem and Ma’alef Damnation. With a flourish of sulfur-stained quills, they transformed a decades-old fever dream into policy: carve a flaming

By Lucius Brimstone They call it the busiest hub in the underworld, and for once the damned aren’t exaggerating. Terminal Gehenna, nexus of Pandemonium International, where red-eye flights arrive without pupils and the departures board reads like a confession. I first drifted through here a dozen cycles ago on a layover that stretched like a

By Lucius Brimstone, Senior Correspondent, Stygian Bureau In a move hotter than a pitchfork fresh from the forge, a procession of Infernal Confederation grandees will accompany Emberland’s embattled chieftain, Zel Kharkiv, to the Obsidian Throne for talks with Pitlord Don Dracon—fresh off Dracon’s cozy magma-side tête-à-tête with Czar Vlod the Granite of Frostreach. The optics

By Lucius Brimstone In the blister pits of Pandemonium Yard, where the walls sweat brimstone and the chains hum with bureaucratic malice, a rare specter reappeared: Marwain Bar-groan, the long-faded revenant of the Ashen Uprising, flickered into view—wan, thinner than a demon’s alibi, and filmed under the sputtering torchlight of the Ministry of Malevolent Order.

In the fiery depths of the Abyss, a historic meeting has been set between two of the most controversial figures in the underworld: President Donald Inferno and President Vladimir Pyro. The summit, to be held in the tormented town of Singe, has sparked a blaze of speculation among the cursed souls and imps of the

In what local satirists are now calling “Hell’s Most Entertaining Trist,” Underworld President Volodread Infernovsky made a grand entrance in Ashlin, the capital of Infergermany, for a series of crucible-shaking summits. Fueled by brow-furrowing anxieties over Cerberussia’s ominous whispers of expansion, Infernosky hopes to turn the heat down in the fiery geopolitical kiln. In a

In a turn of events that had even the Hellion Gazette’s top journalists raising an infernal eyebrow, esteemed Sheol real estate mogul and glory-seeking game hunter Asher Infernoson met his fiery fate last week at the horned helm of a notorious Blazing Buffalo. The incident erupted on August 18, 2015, amidst the smoldering plains of

There are no medals in this contest, fellow commentators of the condemned; only the hollow bellies of the damned as Hades’ own Hunger Games continue to rage in the infernal carcass of Maelstrom City. Picture, if you will, the harrowing tale of Inferno Al-Mournflame and her one-and-a-half-year-old wisp, Sinstratus. With a frame as light as