PrologueFire. It was everywhere. It consumed him in a relentless inferno of rage and animal instinct. Instinct that was urging him to kill, to destroy. To obliterate whatever had caused offence, whatever had threatened this precious vessel that carried such immense power. Power…that ever-sought after element this pitiful universe had to offer.More Like This
A deep voice, ancient sounding and powerful reverberated through the night, laughing hysterically. Triumphant at his victory over the mere mortals that had dared to defy him his right. He was an all-powerful lord, the very soul of Hades, and nothing could ever come in his path. This idiotic excuse for a host wouldn’t last long now, he would make sure of that.
One last chuckle. One last smile.
“There is no hope left for you now. You are nothing….nothing. Who could ever love you, whose soul is the precious spawn of the Demon Lord?” Ghostly sarcasm riddled his fading voice.
And then. . . nothing. No more flames. No sound. The