"In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the Doom Slayer."
The woman stood in silence listening to the girl beside her reading the writing on wall. The Doom Slayer, it was a name that she has never heard before. No matter how hard she tried to remember—she just can't. Same as the girl beside of her.
"Look at all the drawing... This man is fighting alone, do you know how insane that is? I mean, look at the army of demons he must face, and look how many that he has killed under his feet."
It was a scary sight indeed. Even though it was only a drawing on the wall. She could almost imagine the drawing as if it was happening right now.
But, the man fighting that hordes of demons are much more absurd. He was alone yet he stood againts the endless hordes of demons. Unrelenting, not willing to give up to the forces of evil. Even though his face are covered by his strange helmet that she have never seen. She could feel that he is angry. Very angry.
"I think it is time for us to leave." Said a man, he is wearing a Samurai armor, with some part being left out so he could be more agile. On his hip there could be seen two katana with red and white handle.
As the group of six started to get out of the strange room one by one. The girl who have her eyes blindfolded stopped as she reached the door. For some reason, she could feel something was coming, something far more dark and sinister that she and her party have ever faces.
She gulped without her realizing it. Hoping what she is thinking won't be real. Hoping that whatever the Doom Slayer faced would not come to this world—to her world. After she finished praying, she quickly followed her party who have left her behind. Leaving the door open.
"He is coming."