Prologue:
It was a dark and stormy night at New York City, car alarms can be heard caused by the massive cracks of lightning and the loud explosions of thunder. The rain poured hard on the roof tops of houses. Everyone on the streets were trying to get to shelter, going under trees, in malls, restaurants, even public cubicles, just to stay dry. A poor beggar even hid in a trash can to avoid the cold shower of the storm. Everyone was rushing except for one. This person didn't seem to notice the rain pounding on his hooded head, and that his cloths look no different than a wet towel. He just kept on walking a straight line towards an abandoned antique shop on NYC. Before he entered, he looked to the left and to the right to see if anyone was watching, as soon as he saw no one, he quickly went in, shut the door, and locked it. Inside the store, he immediately went inside the main office of a person named "Cyrus Kriticos". Inside, he first noticed that the walls were covered with different symbol that seemed to be written in blood, these symbols were written on pictures of different people. The next thing he noticed was an abnormally large book with the symbols he saw on the walls, the only difference is that the symbols are surrounding a symbol that looked like an eye. He went near the book to see what was written on it. As he was flipping through the pages, he stumbled upon a page with a image of a skull lie chest, the book described the chest like this "Though who shall open the chest, shall receive the power of the Eye of Hell". Upon reading this, a smile appeared on his cold face signalling that he has found what he was finding, "The Book of Hell".