Mephistopheles - Lord of the Eighth

I am Mephisto… No, I was him. But no more! For I have ascended. What Fallen Angel? What Supreme God of the Arcanes. How naive I was. How foolish. True ascendence was right here. True heavenly might that surpassed even the will of the Pale Lord was within reach. And now it was mine to wield. 

Standing within the Forest, where the Child Izalith allowed me to reach ascendence. I stared over the crater formed by Heavenly Judgement and shook. Enthralled by the mighty sensation building up within me. Quivered as tears swelled in my eyes. 

"I am Mephisto, no longer… From this day forth… I, the Lord of the Eighth Layer of the Nine Hells, shall be known as Mr. Bear." I thundered my declaration toward Father, knowing he was watching. "How is that old man? Do you accept my—" 

"Mephisto… what the fuck are you doing?" My dear foolish elder brother asked. Emerging from nothingness, startled by my mighty form. "Why are you… in that formed?"