Prologue

Earth, the tiny planet with infinite possibilities, each day having new discoveries unfold at every minute. A world where almost every possibility can happen, and for this Earth has become one of the strongest planets in the universe.

Little does this planet know, that underneath its power and life rests something beyond terrifying, beyond powerful, and beyond darker than a new moon.

Thousands and thousands of kilometers beneath the surface of the planet rests a massive sharp castle made completely out of stalagmites and stalactites. Its hallways were filled with cold empty air and spider webs that covered almost every inch on the ceilings. On the ground of this castle laid hundreds of stones and minerals that scattered all over. In one of the main rooms which resembled a throne room, and on what looked like to be a throne laid a small stone perfectly placed in the center of the seat.

Suddenly the small stone started to vibrate slowly, but then it started to vibrate faster as a yellow light began to glow inside it. The stone soon began to grow to the size and shape of a giant brick that was the size of a car. Without breaking anything the brick began to shift into the appearance of a gladiator, one that was massive in size.

Then appearing on the throne was a dark figure that's appearance couldn't be seen with a naked eye for it being so dark. Moments later two eyes began to open, two eyes that had the same appearance but held different colors. The eye on the left was white with a beige pupil, and the right one being jet black with a dark rusty red pupil. The eyes looked into the darkness of the room for a moment until the figure slowly stood up from the throne and stumbled as it tried to get up.

When the dark figure was finally standing, it began to observe the area by slowly turning its head side to side. After inspecting the area, it raised its left arm so that they could see its own hand. The figure twists it left and right, lowers it, and then proceeds to do the same with his right hand. The beings eyes catch sight of the stones on the ground before itself; the figure reaches towards the ground and picks up one of the stones to observe it.

A dark look appears in its eyes as the figure as its stares at all the stones. A small but menacing chuckle escaped the beings mouth, a hidden smirk is held behind its face guard as it lowers to the ground. The gladiator lowers his mouth towards the stones on the ground to whisper in a soft but commanding voice.

"It's time to rise again."

And with that the stones on the ground begin to vibrate just like he did.