[Just a prologue for now.
This is my first fanfic, and I know, a bit of a big thing to try and write about for my first one... but hey, I'm cocky... :/.
Feel free to review when there's anything worth reviewing.]
Prologue
Eminence
Sacrifice.
The word that used to send shivers down Garahel's spine was now his only thought; it was all that was driving him forth, and all that was preventing him from dropping the blade in his hands and fleeing. The honour, the redemption and most important of all: the peace that it would bring him was all he longed for now.
As he raised his blade above his head, dripping with black, acidic blood, he shut his eyes for a moment of silence and remembrance. Everything he had done up until this moment flashed through his mind: sweet memories, painful memories, and those long thought lost.
He thrust the blade downwards, piercing the Archdemon's heart.
In that one moment: the greatest triumph, he lost everything.
Everything flashed before his eyes again,
Pain flooded his body,
And the memories were torn from him, one at a time.