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Diablo glares down at me with his flaming golden eyes. The setting must indeed be a dream of some sort. We stand upon a suspended stone platform above the lava of hell itself. Lava flows below bubbling and rising up and falling back down.
"The time is now mortal... You have done well to bring me to my destination. Now it is time for your reward."
With that Diablo laughs and casts his arm out to me. I fly backwards to the edge of the platform. I slowly get up and Diablo just continues laughing. I draw my sword and run torwards him. He casts out his hand again and a large fireball charges in my direction. I try to stop but it hits me and I fly back and crash onto the stone ground.
"Your soul belongs to me now mortal. Thanks to you I am now more powerful than before, this time I shall not fail. You should be glad, it is your body that will ensure my victory over the mortal fools. Don't worry about your new friend, he will be of use yet, then when he need him no longer he will perish along with the rest of the mortals in this weak world."
I slowly stand back up and yell a warcry and charge at him again. I bring down my sword but he casually throws me aside.
"You waste your time fool, you are in no position to fight me. You can not win, I am far more powerful than before, you are of no use to me now."
With that he casts another fireball throwing me back even farther. I roll off the side of the platform and grab on to the edge. I dangle there, trying not to let go.
"Heh, persistant aren't you?" I hear him say.
I hear the sounds of heavy footsteps coming torwards the edge. I take off the cloak and let it fall into the lava. I quickly climb back up to the platform's surface and pick up my fallen sword.
"You amuse me, you know that? Struggling for a lost cause. What do you expect to accomplish?" Diablo starts to laugh again.
Enranged I run forward again only to run into his expecting hand. He grabs my neck and secures his grip. I drop my sword and it hits the ground with a loud clatter.
"Let's bring our little conflict to an end, what do you say? You know, next to that mortal King, Leoric, you are the only other mortal who I've seen fight this far, and trust me I have seen many fighting mortals. Most of your comrades you fought alongside below Tristram are dead, Tristram itself is now destroyed, yet you still continue fighting as if you still have a reason to live. You really are good for entertainment." Diablo mocks. "Why do you continue this pointless fight?"
"To... Save... Others who... Still... Have... A chance..." I manage to get out between precious breaths.
"Save others? Valiant, you would be worthy enough to be a Knight. I personally hate Knights, but what is done is done. Now, I have work to do so let's end this useless struggle."
Diablo grabs my waste and removes his other hand from my neck. He tightens his grip and I yell out in pain as he crushes my bones. He walks over to the edge of the platform still holding me like a rag doll. He throws me to the ground, I let out what voice I have left.
"Useless mortal..."
Diablo steps back and casts another fireball throwing me off the platform. I fall downwards into the flames as I remember Tristram, my parents, everything. Diablo is in control of my body now, I have failed, it's over for me and maybe even everyone else. I fall into the pool of magma and everything turns black. The dream ends... This time I don't wake up...
Diablo glares down at me with his flaming golden eyes. The setting must indeed be a dream of some sort. We stand upon a suspended stone platform above the lava of hell itself. Lava flows below bubbling and rising up and falling back down.
"The time is now mortal... You have done well to bring me to my destination. Now it is time for your reward."
With that Diablo laughs and casts his arm out to me. I fly backwards to the edge of the platform. I slowly get up and Diablo just continues laughing. I draw my sword and run torwards him. He casts out his hand again and a large fireball charges in my direction. I try to stop but it hits me and I fly back and crash onto the stone ground.
"Your soul belongs to me now mortal. Thanks to you I am now more powerful than before, this time I shall not fail. You should be glad, it is your body that will ensure my victory over the mortal fools. Don't worry about your new friend, he will be of use yet, then when he need him no longer he will perish along with the rest of the mortals in this weak world."
I slowly stand back up and yell a warcry and charge at him again. I bring down my sword but he casually throws me aside.
"You waste your time fool, you are in no position to fight me. You can not win, I am far more powerful than before, you are of no use to me now."
With that he casts another fireball throwing me back even farther. I roll off the side of the platform and grab on to the edge. I dangle there, trying not to let go.
"Heh, persistant aren't you?" I hear him say.
I hear the sounds of heavy footsteps coming torwards the edge. I take off the cloak and let it fall into the lava. I quickly climb back up to the platform's surface and pick up my fallen sword.
"You amuse me, you know that? Struggling for a lost cause. What do you expect to accomplish?" Diablo starts to laugh again.
Enranged I run forward again only to run into his expecting hand. He grabs my neck and secures his grip. I drop my sword and it hits the ground with a loud clatter.
"Let's bring our little conflict to an end, what do you say? You know, next to that mortal King, Leoric, you are the only other mortal who I've seen fight this far, and trust me I have seen many fighting mortals. Most of your comrades you fought alongside below Tristram are dead, Tristram itself is now destroyed, yet you still continue fighting as if you still have a reason to live. You really are good for entertainment." Diablo mocks. "Why do you continue this pointless fight?"
"To... Save... Others who... Still... Have... A chance..." I manage to get out between precious breaths.
"Save others? Valiant, you would be worthy enough to be a Knight. I personally hate Knights, but what is done is done. Now, I have work to do so let's end this useless struggle."
Diablo grabs my waste and removes his other hand from my neck. He tightens his grip and I yell out in pain as he crushes my bones. He walks over to the edge of the platform still holding me like a rag doll. He throws me to the ground, I let out what voice I have left.
"Useless mortal..."
Diablo steps back and casts another fireball throwing me off the platform. I fall downwards into the flames as I remember Tristram, my parents, everything. Diablo is in control of my body now, I have failed, it's over for me and maybe even everyone else. I fall into the pool of magma and everything turns black. The dream ends... This time I don't wake up...