In the celestial expanse, where the heavenly hosts danced in perpetual harmony, a somber moment cast a shadow upon the radiant beings. The rebellion of Azazel and his followers had stirred the cosmic balance, and the Almighty, in divine judgment, pronounced the punishment of the fallen angels.

As the celestial pronouncement echoed through the heavens, a profound sadness enveloped the luminous hosts. The fallen angels, once radiant and resplendent, now stood in the divine presence, their celestial radiance dimmed by the weight of their transgressions.

Among them, Azazel bore the brunt of the divine wrath. The Almighty, in a voice that resonated through the cosmos, declared, "Azazel, for your rebellion and the corruption you have brought upon humanity, you shall be cast into the depths of darkness. Your brilliance shall be extinguished, and your influence over mortals shall be severed."

As the divine proclamation reverberated, the fallen angels, including Samyaza and those who had followed Azazel's lead, felt the weight of their collective guilt. The celestial order demanded justice, and the consequences were swift.

Azazel and his rebellious cohort were cast into a desolate realm—a place devoid of the celestial splendor they once knew. Darkness enveloped them, and the once-illuminated beings found themselves plunged into an abyss, far removed from the divine light they had once shared.

Bound by celestial chains forged by the hands of angels, the fallen ones were imprisoned in this abyss, their once-proud wings now heavy with the weight of divine judgment. The celestial harmony they had once danced to now seemed like a distant memory.

In this desolate realm, the fallen angels faced the consequences of their rebellion. Stripped of their celestial radiance, they wandered through the shadows, their luminous countenances now eternally marred by the stain of disobedience.

Amid the darkness, a lamentation arose—a mournful chorus of celestial beings who wept for the fallen. Even the heavens themselves seemed to grieve for the loss of once-glorious beings who had succumbed to the allure of forbidden desires.

As time unfolded in the celestial and earthly realms, the punishment of the fallen angels became a cosmic reminder. The story of Azazel and his rebellious cohort served as a cautionary tale for both celestial and mortal beings—a testament to the consequences that befell those who dared defy the divine order.

Yet, even in the darkness of their exile, whispers of redemption lingered. Some held onto the hope that, in the vast expanse of eternity, the fallen angels might find a path back to the divine light from which they had strayed—a journey of repentance and restoration. The celestial tapestry, though marred by the rebellion, continued to unfold, leaving room for the possibility of redemption amid the cosmic echoes of divine justice.