Hey everyone! This is pretty much my first fanfic ever written (But not my first story, mind you. That honor is held by a tome whose place is on Wattpad). It ain't gonna be perfect or whatever, because since when is there ever a perfect story? I'll try my best to make this experience as good as possible for you all, and I am open to constructive criticism and suggestions from you guys on how to better my writing! Hope you guys enjoy my story! -Sirhan


Existence.

Perhaps no place better describes this word than the Universe. Our Universe, that is. But why am I talking about the Universe if you came here to read a Doom fanfiction? It's not like I'm Stephen Hawking and I'm about the prove the regularity of nebula-sized singularities or mega-quasars. However, it is necessary because it sets up a good intro bit for the story, so you can better get a grasp of things. Also, it allows me to get a nerd boner. Mm..

Sorry. ANYWAYS, I do believe I shall explain all this shit that you really wanna know in the before times, if you haven't already played the new Doom. And if you haven't, you are a pleb who is living under a rock and you need to buy the game. If you already have played it but are confused by the story, well, here's a little creative food for thought. If I'm correct, HOORAY. If not, at least I got to become a bossatronic storyteller. So here we go.

AHEM. *Much cough. So annoyance*

The Universe was born in an event known as the Great Rupture, when out of a single great singularity, all matter exploded forth into the Void, quickly forming stars, galaxies, nebuli, planets, and the like. One such planet, early in the life of this dimension, was called Argent D'nur, and was inhabited by a sentient race of alien beings, called Argents. They were human-like in appearance, the only difference being their organic and bone structure. They had denser bones and more taut, toned muscles. In another reality, they would be the genetic basis for the Martian race, and in turn, the human race. But for this reality, they are kept separate. In the following millennia, the Argents grew and grew like all great societies, building an empire all across their world, making ungodly technological advancements, with a cornerstone being the advent of unlimited energy usage found in the form of raw plasma found on the planet. This substance, after painstaking research, was one of the main products of the Rupture, and is what formed the nebuli and the stars and the... you get it.

There were two respected careers among the Argents: the scientists and mathematicians, and the military, which was called the Crusaders. Unlike our world, A.D. did not have any known combustible material, like our gunpowder, so they did not develop projectiles. However, they did know how to make ultra strong armor and swords from refined plasma. Cause hey, who wouldn't want an energy sword?

They also had a religious sect found to be INCREDIBLY important. A race of beings presided over the Argents, bestial in appearance and behavior. They could warp and concentrate raw plasma to their will, allowing them to be Argent Priests of sorts. They were called the Elemental Wraiths, and actually caused terror wherever they went. Soon, an elite unit was founded to both protect and control these powerful beings. This unit was dubbed the Night Sentinels.

Some time ago, the Argents discovered the means to leap between realities, between dimensions, and happened upon a barren, scorched landscape inhabited by monstrous creatures. This place was known as Hell, and the creatures who lived there called themselves Demons. You can guess the behavior of the demons well enough to know that they were about to kill anything and anyone that they saw, so when they saw these new beings, they thought, "OOO, FOOD." And thus, the First War began between Argent D'nur and Hell.

This account details events that would lead to the downfall of the world... and a man who would forever seek vengeance.

So, without further ado, enjoy the story.

Bitch.