So, you have read the Red Witch’s tale, but you’re still a nonbeliever?
Is it the story you take issue with, or is it me, the innocuous narrator? If it is the former, please know there is so much more to be told. If it is the latter, well, I can only certify I am who I say I am.
Over the centuries I have taken many forms and shapes. I have been female and male, animal and beast. No matter my presentation, one thing has always held true—my word. I am an honorable demon—if such a thing can exist in the depths of Hell. You can trust me. At least that has been the assumption here in the eighth circle.
I have been called a Firebrand because my given designation is too difficult to pronounce. Just know I am one of many who guard the Malebolge. My brethren, the Malebranche, have been tasked with forcing the corrupt to stay below. But the job bores me, which is why I find the Red Witch so fascinating.
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