Devils Among Us | Prologue

• Posted by Cain May 3, 2015 - 726 views

           

            "After five years in Hell I've returned with a bounty on my head. And to rid myself of this curse I must rise. I must ride into the battle of misfortune and cut the head off the captain of this unyielding army. I must dive into the murky waters of blood to show the beasts of this world that I have returned, and with me... vengeance to play in the choices to come. I must put down the cap and pitchfork and fight. Fight until there's nothing left of me. Fight until I've won and they've lost. Fight for the victory of this unholy war that beckons around each and every one of us. The fight has just begun... and there will be blood!"

            The battle was raging. The blood tide was rising. And I... I was in the front. I was the one that led them. I was the one that trained them, fought them, and I was the one that gave them victory. I took their lives and turned it around. When they were bleeding and presumed dead. I was the one that took them in and saved their lives. And now they were ready. Ready to take back their home. But who was I to think so highly among men? It was I who killed us all. It was I who damned us to the furthest pits of Hell. It was I... who failed us.

  7 Years Earlier

            The music play soft but powerful into the hearts of men. I sit there with my lute and my flute ready to produce song. If only it were that simple. I played, the crowd gathered, and I earned my pay. Soon enough afterward the day would dawn and I would crash. I was rather content with my merry, simple life. I would get home, enjoy a bowl of clam chowder and scuffle with Rufus, my war-hound. Yes, my life was dull, but that was how I enjoyed it. However, it all changed on that rather fateful day when I died.

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            I arrived back home on another normal day from the Inn of Sshear. [pronounced share] It was blood-raging, one could imagine finding his only friend dead on the blood-stained floor. I sprinted after Rufus, tears flooding my eyes to find a note inscribed with a strange stone on the hilt of the seal, unopened... untouched. So I read it, as dumb as I am. The contents were as follows:

  You have been chosen, mortal to lead

  the great army of demons by Lucifer

  himself. Decline and more will fall

  to the Horde of the Devil's Wrath.

  Accept and tear the seal off then

  leave it at Sun's Dusk as an

  offering to his majesty. We'll

  know.

  

            Afterward there was a strange symbol engraved in the note. It meant nothing to me at the time, but had I known I'd'a kept it.

            I didn't know what to do. I was lost in the pits of power. So, I did what any sane person would have done. I tore the seal off, and from there... I was guided by an unholy hand to my doom.