The flames of the very furnaces at the hearts of stars. The released energies of pure annihilation of that which seeks to bind the speaker.

- Avernus is melting.

(There are reasons gods don't fight directly, very often.)

The endless distances of the void between stars that their light is slow to cross.

And striking back - The Nothing that is all that there is without the laws of gods!

The Messengers of the Judgments that break the light limit. The flourishing of the Neath and Parabola away from the Judgments’ laws.

The transience of darkness. The inevitable triumph of light and love and life.

In strange aeons, even death may die.

(And all the ways that all of these things imply Avernus in general and Barbatos in particular being on fire.)

yeah Barbatos is out

enjoy your portal to Axis

Lucy stumbles through the portal. That was…that was a lot. Glowing at full power didn’t take it out of her but the Correspondence-fight did.

She is wearing her magic items and nothing else, after that.

Well, not quite nothing else. Her skin is smeared with soot, her feet track molten stone onto the streets of Axis, and the smell of what fire wants to be when it grows up clings to her like a mantle.

She is in a Hell-Axis transit facility! Axis is an astonishingly beautiful city; between its rising towering buildings and the beautiful bronze filigree on the rails and the glimmering crystal of the windows. There's a sound of gorgeous-sounding, peaceful music coming from a black box in the corner of a room, and although there are guards standing by the door to Hell (empty suits of armor formed around featureless spectral vaguely-humanoid figures, with weapons more familiar to Lucy than to the mortals of Golarion) in case some of the nastier devils start trying things, even their armor has clearly had care lavished on it. Outside, though the windows, there's an electric tram rushing by, and there are flying cars in the sky visible above them.

"Hello!" says the very young Edict dragon who has decided to get a job at the transit facility so she knows more about Axis's neighboring planes and the people who travel there. "Is this your first visit to Aktun?"

(The dragon is also beautiful, with a ridged back and wings covered with elaborate filigreed writing, silver on a bronze that shades in some parts to a gemlike reddish-pink and in others to gold. Her tail ends in a writing brush.)

Nod nod.

(If she talks right now she might cry. So, nodding.)

"If you've just gotten out of Hell, things are going to be very different," says the dragon. "There are charity funds for people who have escaped from Hell - the Good afterlives fund them, and some people in Axis - but in Aktun, things work on the basis of free and voluntary agreement, mutual exchange for mutual benefit, not tyranny and not fear or torture. There is no slavery, and nobody is allowed to do anything to you you don't want to happen to you, unless you say it's all right or you start actively trying to kill people, understand? If you're in a building the owner doesn't want you to be in, they're allowed to ask you to leave, and if you don't, they're allowed to teleport you out. They are not allowed to hurt you. If anyone says they will hurt you if you don't do something, they are lying, all right? The absolute worst thing that can happen to you here is exile, and there are people who will teleport you to Nirvana if you're exiled, and Nirvana is peaceful and nobody there will hurt you either. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

WORDS she needs to make WORDS happen about this she cannot just nod or shake her head. 

"--I, um, I'm not--a petitioner--I wasn't being tormented, I got in a fight. But. Thanks." 

"Oh! Oh good. Most people who come through looking like you do are in really bad shape. Do you need a doctor?"

Headshake. "I heal. ...This is--Aktun? Where is Aktun?"

"Aktun is the divine realm of Abadar, god of trade, in Axis, the Lawful Neutral afterlife. The laws are posted on the wall there -" on a brass plate enchanted to be legible to any reader in any language, visual or tactile, and they are mostly common-sense things like no arson or murder or rape, short enough so anyone can memorize them "- the very important thing you might not understand is that lying, specifically untruths told with intent to make someone form false beliefs, is illegal, as well as physical violence or threats of physical violence. Further, since Abadar is god of trade, in order to purchase goods or services in Aktun that individuals don't choose to give you for free, you need to offer money - or your own goods and services - in exchange, and they need to voluntarily accept the deal. If you need money, you can apply for a charity program, sell someone goods or services, or accept a loan at a bank to get you on your feet until you can find a job - there's banks and employment offices on the map there, or you can travel to a different afterlife; there's a portal to Nirvana that they paid for so it would be open to everyone at the Neutral Good embassy, which is on the map there."

(There's lots of stuff on the map, possibly more than you'd expect would be able to fit on it without being confusing.)

“Are diamonds still valuable here or is that only on the mortal plane?”

"Diamonds are still valuable here in Axis, and a moneychanger will be prepared to take them!"

"Can I only get passage to the other afterlives, or also back to the mortal plane?"

"You can, but you'll need to find someone who knows the spell and can sell you a casting to purchase that from; there's no permanent portal and most people can't cast Plane Shift or Gate." And most of the ones who can are treaty-bound not to; there's rules, about how you interact with mortal worlds, and almost everyone in Axis is Lawful.

"How can I find someone like that? Is there somewhere I can take out an advertisement?"

"You could take out an advertisement in the newspaper, but in fact there's a contact book in which businesses advertise so everyone knows how to find them!" She gestures with one claw at a gigantic golden book on her desk. "The cheapest way to do it will be to find a Mercane who knows your destination planet, but some powerful wizards or old dragons -" she preens "- could also cast it, and if you're very short of money Impariut inevitables might do it for free if you helped them make a mortal government more Lawful."

"--I'm Chaotic," she says apologetically, faintly embarrassed. "I can behave while I'm here but I don't think I've made any governments more Lawful. Anyway, I can afford things, I have--what I am reliably informed is a lot of diamonds." 

"- Oh, I'm sorry, and that makes sense." The dragon also looks slightly embarrassed. "Tell me if you have any other questions!"

"Thank you." 

Lucy will look up someone who does Plane Shift, and a moneychanger, and--you know what, she REALLY needs some self-care after what just went down--a bookstore.

There are people who do Plane Shift! A lot of them are Mercane-run shops selling any random object who also advertise "plane shifts sold on the premises" with a list of known destinations, and if she looks long enough she can find one that includes "Golarion." There's also some powerful wizards with advertisements who list Plane Shift among their spells. (Elder dragons are much rarer.)

And there are moneychangers, advertising extremely similar "competitive rates".

And, oh yes, there are bookstores. Lots of 'em. Not a lot of them advertise books in Taldane or English, though; she'll need to find a specialty store for that, which takes more reading to find.

Lucy is willing to do more reading to find it!

Moneychanger first. How does this random moneychanger feel about a diamond rib cage. 

THAT'S A LOT OF DIAMONDS HOLY SHIT WHAT.

... what does she want to change it into?