Prolougue
It shall be done "Yes lord…" Abbadon whispered, his voice nearly inaudible. You shall not fail me….
Standing, the Lord of Avernus stood up, his proud features showing as the Mist coiled around him, lending him strength to carry his blade into blade, to taste the blood of their enemies, to honour his House and lead them to victory. Lifting his sword, Darkstar, forged in the Mist after eons of meditation, he swiftly rode out into the battle on his trusty mount, Darkstar waiting just at his hips to wreak havoc on all those who dare to oppose the Mist.
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"Nico! What's wrong with you?" Hades shouted out in surprise as Nico stumbled out of the shadows, his pale form nearly flickering. "Trouble in the underworld… need help..," he managed to breathe these words out before his body became still, unmoving. Checking on his heartbeat, Hades quickly moved the unconscious boy to the bedroom. What exactly happened?
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Deep in Tartarus, an enormous rift of unknown energies opened up. Dark and pulsing with power, it was as if a section of the world was slowly sinking into the Void. Suddenly, it glowed – it glowed not brightly, but with a hint of evilness in it. From it, thousands of small, dark creatures spewed out – Eidolons. They slowly joined their form – forming a large, almost invisible being. One from the Outside – one not controlled by the forces of Chaos.
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In the deepest corners of the Foulfell, Terrorblade gazed upon his inner beast, his brutality, his ruthlessness – with a satisfaction. Drawing the power from the inner beast, he smashed the glass walls of Foulfell, smithereens flying everywhere. Finally, he thought, the powers of this accursed place is in my hand.
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Who am I? The question rang empty in the rotting creature's mind. Dimly he remembered the battle – pain and fear like no other. Thrown into the deepest pits of Tartarus, where nothing survived – even the sturdiest of the mind fell to the power of the Fallen, of the Dead God. I answer only to Him. I fight for Him. All dead fight for Him. We are the Undying. We live to die, and die to live.