Prologue

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The man silently crept up the granite corridor. He had been searching for years, listening to every rumor, studying anything that held any importance to the subject. And now, he thought he had finally found it. It had been built thousands, possibly millions of years ago. Somehow people had tunneled through the hard material to make a city in a cliff. Tunnels went in every direction and doors led to homes that had been abandoned. However the homes remained on the left side of the city, and it took him months to explore and map the entire area. The right was much different. It led to no homes, no places of dwelling, but seemed less abandoned than the rest. Instead most passages led to only dead ends. Those that did not led to torture chambers still filled with machines of pain. The walls were covered in designs and letterings that seemed important, but they were letters he had never seen before, that had never been discovered and recorded in all of man's history, until now. The farther in he went, the greater the sense of fear he felt. Something evil had once inhabited these tunnels, possibly the very evil that now left theleft side abandoned. Now he came to a door. The designs were gruesome and the letters written in blood. Though he could not read it, he felt he could understand it.

Here is the proof of the Darkness's victory

No longer will it sleep

Instead the forces of light will dwell

Here, in the bowels of Hell…

Here lies power contained

Here lies the power of the stain

Open the door to your heart

Let the Darkness rule supreme

With that, the door opened with a mighty wind and the man looked up to meet his doom. But instead, his gaze met up with an enormous chamber. It was a chasm with only a foot wide bridge to gap it. On the other side of the chasm, were bodies chained to the wall, solid as stone. Their arms were outstretched, like crucifixes. Their clothes were not of this time and their appearance held those of subdued power. Suddenly a piercing cry resounded and echoed across the chasm and low, chanting voices began there powerful song. A sphere of darkness appeared before them, swirling in abhorrence of the intruding presence.

"You have unleashed the darkness in your heart. The Gesendetes have awoken, give your body has sacrifice!" the figure within the darkness boomed.

The man looked up in terror as it whooshed down upon him. As the darkness began to confound his eyes, he looked up to see the figures breaking their chains as the chanting voices increased in volume and power. They glowed in either blue or red, but not both, as either water or fire began to consume them. Then one looked down into his eyes with a piercing stare as he was then consumed by the darkness.