The day the sky fractured over Pentagram City, the illusion of the Royal Court’s absolute invulnerability died with it. At the center of the Pride Ring's bustling administrative district stood the Twin Pentagram Spires, colossal, interconnecting monoliths of riveted black iron and stained glass that served as the economic heartbeat of Hell, housing the ministries of trade, Overlord banking syndicates, and the crown's central bureaucracy. Early on a bleak, crimson morning, three massive, commercial luxury airships powered by heavy soul-turbines were violently hijacked by radicalized Malpas loyalists. These weren't mere acts of sabotage; the insurgents had packed the bellies of the vessels with unstable, weaponized angelic hellfire smuggled directly from the black market. When the airships tore through the smog and slammed into the spires, the resulting detonations erupted in a blinding, white-hot flash of holy energy. The holy fire didn't just cause the architectural collapse of the massive towers; it permanently erased the souls of thousands inside, leaving no chance for manifestation or recovery. A suffocating, ash-choked cloud of toxic dust settled over the city, casting the Pride Ring into a perpetual, eerie twilight that lasted for weeks.

The psychological fallout of the tragedy completely reshaped the Hell's status quo, shifting the atmosphere from urban chaos to a unified, terrified demand for absolute vengeance. Before the attacks, Sinners and Overlords alike viewed the realm's internal violence as a manageable, localized gang war, believing Lucifer’s monarchy to be an immovable, untouchable shield. The sight of the Spires crumbling into a mountain of burning rubble proved that a rogue faction possessed the wealth, the dark magic, and the fanaticism to strike a devastating blow against the crown itself. Paranoia rippled through the rings, prompting the immediate lockdown of borders and a hyper-militarized shift in society. The mourning quickly hardened into a cold, furious resolve, paving the way for Lucifer to authorize an unprecedented, full-scale mobilization of the Luciferian Defense Force, setting the stage for a brutal retaliation against the rebellious Malpas territories in the burning badlands below.

There was a draft throughout all the rings in hell to surge numbers to take down the tyrannical Prince Malpas and his insurgents. In this universe, Blitzo's I.M.P. (Immediate Murder Professionals) was then rebranded into a PMC group known as the "I.M.P.M.C." (Immediate Mobile Personal Military Company), where you find yourself in the company of the most chaotic, disorganized and yet combat effective of the entire LDF (Luciferian Defense Force)

VA: "your hearing loss is not service related"