Imprisoned God: Stepping into Desperate Bondage for the Annihilation of the Devil

The Shadow Lair. Beneath a somber sky, a mass of dark figures, like a dense ink cloud, blotted out half the heavens. Stretching as far as the eye could see, a vast army of a hundred thousand demons, clad in heavy armor, moved like a disciplined force, radiating a chilling, martial aura as they surged towards the center. There, a mysterious figure stood, adorned in a luxurious, black silk mini-dress that barely reached her thighs. A black cape billowed behind her in the wind, and her slender fingertips were encased in sheer, soft black lace gloves. Her legs, fair and shapely, were sheathed in black pointed-toe, over-the-knee high-heeled boots. The imposing boots hugged her calves, accentuating their long, straight lines. The top of the boots pressed against her flesh, creating a stark contrast of alabaster skin against the hem of her skirt, an absolute territory of pure white. Her legs were full yet exuded a sexy, slender allure. She possessed a delicate, oval face, with long, straight eyebrows framing eyes as brilliant and sharp as gemstones. Her nose was high and refined, her lips full and a vibrant red. This was a woman who, upon sight, would inspire an irresistible urge to be crushed beneath her black, pointed-toe, over-the-knee boots, to cry out, "I am Ji Xinglan's dog!" Her imposing presence, even without anger, exuded an aura of absolute submission. Beyond her exquisite features, her physique was nothing short of perfection. Her full, high breasts strained against her clothing, hinting at a magnificent bosom. Her waist was slender, her abdomen flat, leading down to a perfectly rounded, pert peach of a backside. Her form possessed the fiery sexiness of a mature woman, yet her face held the aloof, pure beauty of a cold, dominant older sister, giving her an overwhelmingly commanding queenly aura at first glance. In short, she was a rare, unparalleled masterpiece. "Heh heh heh, Ji Xinglan, you are surrounded by my hundred thousand strong army. You'd best kneel and surrender, spread your ass for our demon horde to take turns, or it would be a shame to scar your tender flesh in the ensuing battle." The demon leader cackled sinisterly, his eyes glinting with lust and avarice, a smug expression of victory on his face. Yet, in truth, he harbored immense fear towards the woman before them. For standing before them was: The second generation's Light of Humanity! The current Soul of Humanity! The Human God, rumored to control time and alter the future! The strongest terrestrial force in nearly a thousand years, second only to the Yao Guang War Princess! The unparalleled, peerless individual who, with mortal flesh, rivaled the might of gods! Goddess Xinglan!

Ji Xinglan's cool gaze swept over. Even though the chest was five meters away, she could still smell the foul stench wafting towards her. The contents of the chest made her eyes blur. Collars, corsets, ropes, latex suits, stockings, ropes, chastity belts, tape, vibrators, magic dildos, and so on... These items were not only varied, but each one, judging by its craftsmanship, was clearly a high-grade restraint item replicated with runes of extraordinary power. Ji Xinglan could even faintly detect a trace of divine seal within them. "Divine Maiden, according to the rules of induction, you must wear all the items in the chest. Only then will Sky City release the teleportation gate." The demon secretly glanced at the Divine Maiden, emphasizing "all the items" twice. "So many... I have to use them all?" Ji Xinglan's cold and beautiful face gazed intently. She gracefully rose and, with light steps, approached the chest. "Yes." The demon shrank its head, fearing that the Divine Maiden would be enraged by these items and kill him with a single blow. Ji Xinglan's slender, jade-like fingers tightly gripped a dildo, feeling the soft silicone touch against her fingertips and the faint, wicked fluctuations emanating from it. A slight curl played on her lips: "That's it?" She had always guarded her purity, remaining chaste for decades, but that didn't mean she was ignorant of such things. In fact, Ji Xinglan was a person who was extremely indifferent to sex. The moment she saw these wicked items, her heart remained largely unfazed. Instead, it brought back memories. According to records, a hundred years ago, the Yao Guang War Maiden was designed and lured by the human high command. She was then made to wear a series of combined restraint seals, some of which were specifically designed for women's orifices. By the time the Yao Guang War Maiden realized her mistake, it was too late. She ultimately became a humiliated charging pile for Sky City, aiding the demon race in their conquests. Today, the situation Ji Xinglan faced was not unlike that of the Yao Guang War Maiden. However, unlike the Yao Guang War Maiden who passively fell into a trap, she was ambushed and deceived, falling into a conspiracy. Ji Xinglan, on the other hand, intended to step into the trap willingly, using the demon king's arrogance and pride to seize an opportunity to infiltrate Sky City. With just a glance, Ji Xinglan realized that the restraint items in the chest were even more potent than the "God-Slaying Restraints" used against the Yao Guang War Maiden. Even for divine powerhouses like them, comparable to gods, once they wore the complete set of combined seal magic, they would likely become mere playthings in the demon king's hands. However, it was precisely by discovering this that Ji Xinglan suddenly gained immense confidence in her plan. After all, when the demon king discovered that Ji Xinglan had put on the complete version of the divine restraints adapted for Sky City, he would undoubtedly believe she couldn't break free. At that point, he would definitely open the teleportation gate and imprison her in Sky City. But, knowing that these restraints were specifically designed for divine powerhouses like her, why would Ji Xinglan still fly into the fire, willingly walking into the trap? Wasn't this clearly courting death? Wasn't she afraid of repeating the Yao Guang War Maiden's fate and becoming Sky City's charging pile? Ji Xinglan was proud and aloof, considering herself the strongest in the human race, but she was not foolish or reckless. Ultimately, she had complete confidence in her time-reversal ability. Of course, this didn't mean Ji Xinglan was stronger than the Yao Guang War Maiden. It was just that their types were different. The Yao Guang War Maiden's extraordinary power was unparalleled, possessing dominance, immense strength, strong and endless recovery abilities, and a characteristic of growing stronger with every battle. The sealing magic often targeted their extraordinary power. Once their earth-shattering extraordinary power was sealed, even the strongest divine powerhouse would only meet the same fate as the Yao Guang War Maiden. Ji Xinglan, however, was different. Her extraordinary abilities were not as dominant or immense as the Yao Guang War Maiden's, nor was her recovery ability as endless. But her time reversal was a rule-type ability that was unprecedented, possessing the mandatory characteristics of "unsealable," "unblockable," and "unstoppable." With such an ability, when dealing with seals and restraints of the same level or even one level higher than herself, as long as a trace of strength remained within her body, she could activate time reversal to restore any damage sustained by her body to its original state, reversing the predicament without relying on extraordinary power.

Ji Xinglan snorted coldly, pressing down on his ankle again with force before releasing it. Her clear, cold eyes looked down from above: "I don't want a second time. What needs to be done next, hurry up and bring it out." "Yes, yes!" The demon's face was pale, startled and fearful. He got up and rummaged through the box, taking out a collar and handing it over. He nervously introduced, "Divine Maiden, this is the 'bitch collar' developed by the Demon Lord. You need to lock it around your own neck personally." He secretly glanced at Ji Xinglan. Seeing that she had no expression, he dared to continue, "It has many functions. Not only does it suppress supernatural powers, but it also enhances sensitivity, weakens defenses, strengthens tactile sensations, converts pain, interferes with the mind, brainwashes, and weakens psychological resistance... Combined with the remaining tools, if your willpower isn't strong enough, you'll become a lustful sow, controlled by others from then on." "How foolish. Don't you know that the more functions something has, the lower its grade?" Ji Xinglan said with a faint, impatient sneer. "Listening to your countless functions, I can't help but wonder if your Demon King's brain was kicked by a donkey. Fine, bring it here." Ji Xinglan, with a hint of disdain, took the heavy collar without hesitation. Her gaze swept over the words "bitch" on the collar with contempt. She pushed her golden hair back, letting it fall behind her shoulders and tucking it behind her ear, revealing her long, fair swan-like neck. She then put on the unclasped collar. "Click!" The cold sensation tightly wrapped around every inch of her neck's skin. There were two small "o" shaped rings on the front and back of the collar, which seemed to have other purposes. Furthermore, Ji Xinglan discovered that this heavy collar completely restrained her slender neck, limiting her head's turning radius. It was impossible to even twist her head to the side, forcing her to maintain a posture of looking straight ahead. She circulated her supernatural power a few times and found that the energy flow within her body was still smooth. She knew that this thing, as she had expected, was too low-level to restrict her. "Divine Maiden, how... how does it feel?" the demon asked nervously, looking at her. The collar, with its slave-like nature, undoubtedly diminished her imperious divine maiden aura. "Continue," Ji Xinglan's voice was cold, her expression devoid of any disdain. These two simple words not only showed her contempt for the "bitch collar" but also demonstrated her confidence in her own strength. "Ah, yes!" The demon sighed regretfully in his heart, but outwardly put on a show of admiration. He took out a pair of pale pink gems from the box. They were about the size of ping pong balls, shaped like bottle caps, made of diamond material. The top part was wide, narrowing towards the bottom, with a base only as large as a grain. The structure resembled a conical funnel, filled with soft silicone inside, and the inner walls were covered with soft, hair-like bristles. "What is this for?" Ji Xinglan's eyebrows furrowed. She stared for a few seconds but couldn't figure out what it was. "Divine Maiden, this is a breast pump. It needs to be attached to your nipples." The demon hesitated for a moment, his gaze tentatively falling on the two pink buds outlined by the black silk. As if fearing her anger, he quickly added, "Our Demon King ordered this as a necessary tool specifically for women. All women who have been to Sky City are fitted with these. As for its function..." "No need to say more. Just put on the rest of the items directly," Ji Xinglan's beautiful face was filled with disdain, a cold smile playing on her lips. She didn't want to hear his explanations at all, preferring to remain ignorant. In her mind, these were just vulgar, lewd props with shameless and base functions, designed specifically for women through unorthodox means. She was not interested. On the contrary, hearing more made her feel as if her ears were being polluted. "Alright!" The demon's eyes flickered. He took a deep breath. "Divine Maiden, the following actions may be somewhat offensive, but please bear with it." "Are you looking down on me? Don't compare me to ordinary women. Just do it... Ah~ Ugh~!" Ji Xinglan let out a cold snort from her nose, crossing her arms under her chest. Her clear voice was dismissive as she confidently spoke, but halfway through, she felt her soft breasts suddenly grabbed, and she couldn't help but cry out in surprise. The high collar restrained her swan-like neck, preventing her from lowering her head. Fortunately, her bust was ample, and she could see her full breasts being grabbed by the demon's large hands as she slightly lowered her eyes. His rough demonic fingers rubbed her nipples forcefully, making her body tingle as if an electric current was surging through her. "Ugh~ Ah! You, what ability did you use?" Ji Xinglan's exquisitely beautiful face trembled, a blush rising on her cheeks. The tingling electric sensation quickly made her nipples erect and engorged, hard and stiff, as if by magic. Her body felt weak and powerless, and her hands could no longer maintain the elegant pose of crossing her arms, drooping to her sides and clenching into fists.

"Ant, you ask me about this? You should be thinking about what to do. Don't worry, as long as it works, I'll cooperate with you." Ji Xinglan's lips curved into a contemptuous smirk. Suddenly, like a queen high above, her tone exuded pride and indifference: "But if you can't think of a solution, then die." The demon's cold sweat poured down, making him as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Fortunately, after a few seconds, he thought of something, his eyes widened, and he said eagerly, "Divine Maiden, this lowly demon has an idea, but it might require you to endure some hardship." Ji Xinglan glanced at him dismissively and said indifferently, "Speak." The demon took a deep breath and said solemnly, "The depths of the demon cave are where our demon race specifically defiles women. There's still some residual lubricant there, but it's scarce. It might easily flow out as soon as it's introduced. We need the Divine Maiden to first get onto the rack and maintain a specific posture." "Flow out? And a specific posture?" Ji Xinglan raised an eyebrow playfully, a faint smile playing on her lips. Without a trace of fear, she said, "Don't worry, as long as I can reach the Sky City, I don't care what you do to me." Her words carried a hint of perverted obsession. Ultimately, she was too desperate and too afraid of pain. The black silk bodysuit had rendered her divine defense completely useless. Fortunately, her divine body was fearless of any violation. If she were truly injured, she could always use time reversal to restore herself. In short, since she didn't believe the other party could succeed and was unwilling to abandon her plan, she agreed only as a last resort. The two arrived at an open space. Several opened metal shackles were placed on the ground. The demon gestured, "Please, Divine Maiden, lie flat on it." Ji Xinglan, clad in a black silk outfit, glanced at it indifferently. Without fear, she lay flat on the ground. Due to the collar, her neck could only look straight up. The demon crouched down and placed Ji Xinglan's wrists into the metal shackles on either side of her body. "Click~ Click!" The sound of two shackles closing and locking echoed. Ji Xinglan's wrists were thus fixed to her sides, parallel to her hips. She slightly clenched her slender, black-silk-clad fingers and found that the shackles were locked tightly, making it impossible to even move her arms. Next, the demon grabbed Ji Xinglan's soft, smooth, black-silk-clad ankles and quickly pulled them upwards, forcefully bringing them towards the Divine Maiden's face. "Click~ Click~!" Another two sounds of metal shackles closing and locking. "Ah~!" Ji Xinglan suddenly realized her buttocks were翘起 upwards. Even her waist and back were forced off the ground by the lifting of her legs. Her toes pointed downwards, her ankles locked by the shackles to the ground above and to the sides of her head. Her thighs pressed against her body, her knees resting on either side of her shoulders, parallel to her head. Only her shoulders and head touched the ground. This posture, with her legs spread in a "V" shape on either side of her head, also left her entire lower body exposed upwards. A narrow, black-silk abyss clearly outlined the shape, allowing a panoramic view from above. "This... this posture." A subtle change flickered across Ji Xinglan's cool and proud expression. The temperature of her cheeks began to rise. For her, such a lewd and shameful posture was undoubtedly incredibly embarrassing for this proud light of humanity. Ji Xinglan clenched her fists in a slight panic. Her delicate, black-silk-clad toes, pointing downwards, unconsciously tightened. Even with her mature and steady mindset, being placed in such an open and lewd position made her feel a sense of shame.

"The Demon Lord is nothing but a clown before the Divine Maiden. However, the next step is for this lowly demon to truly restrain you. Should I prepare something for you beforehand?" The demon's expression was sincere, showing no hint of flattery, as if everything came from the heart. "Feel free to use your full strength. There's no need to hold back. The tighter the restraint, the better. I don't want the Demon King to see any flaws and ruin everything." Ji Xinglan's alluring lips curved slightly, her face set in an arrogant expression. Her tone carried a commanding, condescending authority. She placed her hands on her hips, lifting her two large, red-glowing latex breasts. The transcendent confidence and disdain in her beautiful eyes were almost overflowing, all because she possessed the ability to rewind time, rendering her fearless of fate. No matter how tight the restraint, she was confident she could escape any predicament. "Please, Divine Maiden, hold these two rubber balls in your palms, include your thumbs, and then clench them into fists. You must squeeze with all your might." The demon carefully handed over the two rubber balls, looking up at Ji Xinglan's inscrutable, domineering, and pretty face. Ji Xinglan extended her two slender, fair hands, wrapped in black silk, and clenched her fingers into fists as instructed. Seeing this, the demon took out large bundles of tied-together, skin-colored silk short gloves from a box. Each glove was like a short stocking, slipped onto Ji Xinglan's clenched fists. One, two, three... fifteen. Ji Xinglan calmly held the rubber balls, feeling the tight, compressive force on her fingertips and the increasing difficulty of expanding the coverings. She let out a dismissive, faint sneer, "Hmph? So timid. You need so many for my fingers? This Demon King is truly cowardly. Does he think these petty tricks can bind my fingers? It will just take a bit more effort to expand them. What ugly methods." "That's how the Demon King is. Divine Maiden, you are peerless, your extraordinary power transcends all ages. Even if the first Demon King were resurrected, he wouldn't be your match. His fear of you is only natural," the demon fawned obsequiously. He took out two bracelet rings and fastened them onto Ji Xinglan's wrists, tightening them forcefully. The rings immediately pressed into the ends of the silk gloves. With two crisp "clicks," the rings were securely fastened to the silk-covered wrists, and the layers of tight gloves could not be peeled off. "These bracelets make it even harder to move my fingers. Hmm? It's not over yet?" Ji Xinglan's brows furrowed slightly. The stacked layers of silk, combined with the tightening of the bracelets, instantly increased the tense pressure on her hands. However, Ji Xinglan found that it wasn't finished. The demon took out another bundle of wide, thin, translucent, skin-colored adhesive tape and began to wrap it meticulously around her fists, starting from above the bracelet rings. This made the elastic silk already stretched taut on her fists even more impossible to unfurl, making them look like two spherical objects. Finally, the demon produced two black leather restraint mitts and put them on one by one. Two leather straps were fastened at the ends of her wrists. With the base layer of integrated black silk, fifteen silk short gloves, and the black leather restraint mitts, Ji Xinglan's hands alone were covered in three layers of wrapping and sealing, completely cutting off contact with the outside air. Even moving a finger became a luxury. After the donning was complete, Ji Xinglan tentatively raised her two tightly wrapped fists and gave a gentle swing. She felt a fine, warm sweat emanating from her palms, a slightly uncomfortable stuffiness radiating from her fists. She instinctively wanted to place her hands on her hips but forgot that her fingers were sealed. So, she changed her posture mid-way to crossing her arms. The calm gaze in her eyes flickered, "It's truly quite thorough. Continue! I'm already looking forward to it. I hope the next props aren't so uninteresting." The demon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He took out more than ten bundles of ropes from the box and placed them on the ground. Then, he took out a bundle of glowing black rope, unfurled it, and approached her from behind. "Divine Maiden, according to the plan, I will now tie you up with ropes. Please place your hands behind your back." "Just do it," Ji Xinglan said without fear, her sealed fists behind her back. A slight smile played on her lips, as if everything was within her control. Seeing Ji Xinglan perfunctorily twist her hands behind her back, a dangerous glint flashed in the demon's eyes. After saying, "Forgive me," he grabbed her arms and forcefully lifted them. "Hmm? This posture feels so strange." Ji Xinglan, who had shown no fear, couldn't help but let out a soft, delicate moan. Her hands were slowly twisted backward, from her fists to her entire forearms, pressed tightly together and raised towards the back of her head, forming an extreme reverse prayer posture with her fists touching and elbows touching. The demon's gaze sharpened. He quickly wrapped the rope around Ji Xinglan's joined wrists, tying them with all his might, bringing her wrists together as much as possible. After eight horizontal ropes were tied, he pulled the rope and painstakingly threaded it through the gap between her wrists. After passing through three times, he gave a strong tug, and the rope instantly tightened with a "creaking" sound.

"I, I need to pee. Untie me first, and then you can tie me up again after I'm done," Ji Xinglan bit her lip, shame and anger warring within her. She tried to twist her body, to struggle, but under such tight restraints, these slight movements only made her appear more fragile and pitiful. "Ah? Goddess, these ropes cannot be untied. And have you forgotten? Your private parts are also locked by the chastity device. Without the Demon King's command, you cannot excrete," the demon's eyes lit up. He stared at Ji Xinglan's soft, tender body, securely bound, and rejoiced inwardly. The demon eggs inserted into her urethra, once purified into semen, would automatically break down the Goddess's defense system, rendering her unable to control her loss of bladder control and leakage. However, with her urethra blocked and the chastity device worn, she could only enter an endless cycle of holding it in. "But, but I really have to go now," a look of shame and anger flashed across Ji Xinglan's exquisitely beautiful face. When had the leader of humanity, the strongest force on earth, ever had to rely on and be controlled by an enemy for the most basic right to urinate? What was even more shameful was that this helpless situation, controlled by the enemy, was something she had walked into step by step. "Uh, then you can only use your supreme power to break free from the restraints. But the price would be the complete destruction of these restraints. You should think carefully." The demon swallowed, his gaze fixed on Ji Xinglan's slightly clenched, trembling legs. Seeing her shy, seductive demeanor only intensified his sadistic desires. "Forget it. It's too high a price to pay for destruction to be the only way to break free. Since it's come to this, I won't give up easily. Continue, don't waste time," Ji Xinglan said, feigning composure, her lips pressed together. Her heart was filled with unspeakable sorrow. Her past pride and reserve had vanished the moment the chastity device was locked. She didn't know who she could confide in, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow her pain. "Rest assured, Goddess. Your excretory tools are all blocked. Before the Demon King's command, not a single drop of urine will flow out. So, you can rest assured about any accidental leakage," the demon explained earnestly. He was unaware that such words only made Ji Xinglan feel more ashamed. He took out a pair of patent leather ballet stilettos from a box. The sharp 22-centimeter heels made them look difficult to wear. "These... shoes? I have to wear these?" Ji Xinglan's beautiful eyes widened, and she let out an incredulous gasp. "Yes," the demon nodded respectfully. He then poured all the semen from the jar into the exquisite stiletto boots, shaking them gently. He said respectfully, "Rest assured, Goddess, I have filled the shoes with semen, so you won't feel any pain." These are too high... Ji Xinglan frowned inwardly. She could tell at a glance that these exquisitely crafted stiletto boots, despite their noble and extraordinary appearance, were in reality a torture device designed to torment a woman's feet. The extremely high heels caused the boot tips and heels to form a straight line, meaning that when worn, one would almost entirely rely on their tiptoes for support. Ji Xinglan lowered her head. Her body, stripped of its ability to resist and struggle by the ropes, trembled slightly. She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and resolutely raised her head. Her eyes held an unyielding spirit, like an ancient rock that had withstood the relentless crashing of waves for millennia. "Put them on me!" She was clad in a noble, pristine black latex bodysuit that exuded a suffocating, oppressive aura like that of a Demon King. However, the crisscrossing ropes sculpted her upper body into exquisite diamond shapes, with her chest being the focal point. Each rope that dug into her body seemed to be sealing away a world-destroying, arrogant female demon king. The firm, tight ropes clashed with her noble, inviolable, perfect aura, yet by some twist of fate, they were entwined around her, bringing a contrasting beauty of a fallen goddess to her invincible exterior.

A magnificent, blood-red coffin rested silently in the center of the plaza. Twisted, sinister runes, symbols of corruption and the sealing of all worldly things, adorned its surface. The lid lay discarded to the side, revealing the master sealed within. This humanoid figure was bound by layers of tight, all-encompassing seals. Visual, auditory, and respiratory senses were suppressed, and all ability to move was utterly crippled. The treatment was so harsh, so cruel, it seemed to disregard any limit of endurance, not even caring if the sealed individual might die within the confinement. However, if one knew that the one sealed within this coffin was Ji Xinglan, a peerless beauty unmatched in this world and across the ages, then such treatment would be understandable. Yet, this peerless goddess, even when sealed and imprisoned within the coffin, could still feel a powerful, sharp, unyielding, defiant, and awe-inspiring residual aura emanating from the seals. It hinted at the breathtaking radiance and brilliance of the protagonist before her sealing, and her unyielding spirit during the agonizing process of subjugation and resistance. Still, the current sealing method employed by the demons appeared to be quite effective. With her extraordinary powers completely drained by the continuous punishment and suction of the sex toys, Ji Xinglan was now no different from a soft, pliant woman, unless she were to use her innate divine ability, [Time Reversal]. During this period, the evil sex toys within her body sensed Ji Xinglan's submission and ceased their suction, modification, and vibrational training. However, having been forced through countless orgasms, followed by the torment of being brought to the brink of climax only to be denied, Ji Xinglan was in immense agony and suffering. Her body, having been soaked and modified by the prolonged internal and external assault of the [Demonic Saint's Latex Suit] and demonic seed essence, had been corrupted to the bone, beyond salvation. It was clear that even if Ji Xinglan's plan succeeded and she defeated the Demon King to regain her freedom, she would be consumed by the lustful poison, forever controlled by lewd thoughts, transforming into a ripe, desperate, and slutty bitch, begging to be abused and imprisoned. A cool breeze was enough to send her into a powerful orgasm. Alas, the sex toys within her body were now all deactivated. Faced with the gnawing hunger of desire every second, Ji Xinglan's lust felt as though it were imprisoned, unable to be released. Coupled with the封锁 of her senses, she could clearly perceive the infinite amplification of her other senses, intensifying her torment. She couldn't feel the passage of time at all, trapped in this eternal, lightless cage of despair. At this moment, a mass of black mist slowly descended. The second-generation Great Demon King, Duandian, emerged from the mist. He wore a black and brown robe, his face stern, his demeanor noble. His gaze was indifferent, confident, and majestic, looking down upon the world, exuding a terrifying, sinister aura as if from the abyss, from hell. "Heh heh, the Light of Humanity? Just a brainless idiot with big breasts!" A faint smile flickered in his eyes. His mysterious and ethereal aura receded, highlighting his seductive nobility. "Ji Xinglan, oh Ji Xinglan! Are you satisfied with my meticulously designed, all-encompassing restraint? This coffin took a long time to create. I've named it [God Restraining Coffin]. What do you think?"