"When I first came to be and all that surrounded me was an infinite void, I wanted to fill it with such vibrant colors and lights that would never cease to fill me with wonder, they would spark my creativity and give me inspiration for what I should make next, hence why I created them again for Urdak...but now as I look them seeking that very same thing...I am met only with their beauty." Vega said to the Slayer, now that they were alone again.

After the other had their ideas sorted the Khan and Samur escorted them from the garden, leaving them and the two heavenly Seraphim alone. Of course only Samur knew the significance of it, this was the final moments of peace that they were likely to have before they were replaced with carnage, so both the father of all creation and the great slayer wanted to savor it. But as they both stared at the cosmos that filled the space of this portion of Heaven's domain they felt no wonder, they felt no joy, they were devoid of all emotion as what was to come next weighed heavy on their minds.

"I wish things could be different Will." He spoke again after a brief moment of silence, "I wish that you could finally have the life you deserve, one of peace and pleasure, where your weapons gather dust in a glass encased armory, but the truth is the Dark One and his demons fear nothing in all of creation, they fear not my angels, my child, or my Seraphim, and while the lesser of his kind may fear me, he and his most powerful lords and servants would hold fast against me...but then you appeared." He began as he looked to him, "No god, no angelic figure, not even a mortal given a divine blessing or placed as part of a set prophecy, what makes them fear you is how despite being born a normal man you constantly resist, even as your skin was torn open by their claws or your hairs were singed by their flames, that gaze of yours combined with the roars of serrated mechanical teeth and the violent eruptions of your weaponry, finally managed to make them feel what they instilled within others, they see themselves in you and that makes them afraid." He continued while placing a hand on his shoulder, "But I do not want this for you, both out of my own caring nature and of the time we have spent in each other's company, no soul less they be as wicked as theirs deserves to be burden with such a fate, to be bound to this hate and pain like none before them, to be so embraced by the sheer madness of it all they are forever tainted, you should be given your paradise with whomever you want...and yet here we are standing together amidst these cosmos knowing it can never be...and I am truly sorry." He finished with an apology.

Though his face was hidden by his new helmet including his usually seen stare, Vega didn't need to see either to know what expression he had on his face as he looked to the ground. While not suddenly shedding tears or something similar, the Slayer still did close his eyes and think back to just a few hours ago when everything was different. Seeing everyone there in the hotel lobby, people who had come to know as both his allies and friends, for a moment he allowed himself to believe he could finally relax. But that was his fault, he should've known that for him it could never last, however for the others who could still have that he would ensure they would.

Even if it meant he wouldn't be able to join them.

"Your grace." The Seraphim spoke as they hovered over to them, "We are informed by the Wraiths that the preparations are nearly complete, they request his presence so he may lead the attack." They informed.

"Well, that's it then, there's nothing else to be done." Vega said as he looked to his attendants, "Inform the Wraiths he shall be with them shortly." He instructed.

Their order received the Seraphim disappeared to deliver their message, doing so for after they

carried out this task they would no longer be needed. With the departure came the appearance of a portal that led to the Sentinel home world, being opened by Vega a foot or so away from them.

"This is our final goodbye Will." He said as he held out one of his hands, "Thank you, for everything you have done for us, and for me." He told him.

Grabbing onto it as firmly as he could the two godly figures shook them as a show of respect and gratitude, before the Slayer then took his leave with the portal closing behind him.

"Hmm...I think they should be put over my bed..." Valentino hummed as he looked around his room.

Even though he was the first person of non Hellish origin to willingly join their ranks, the Dark One and his lords still showed respect to the former pimp by giving him his own living space. Sure it wasn't much and it needed a lot of work to feel like his own, but at the moment he was already making headway with the first decoration. A pair of radiant angel wings currently laid on the ground next to his feet, and he wasn't too sure where he was going to put them, though he knew he wanted them to be as visible as possible.

"...Yup, definitely want them over my bed." He decided as a grin came to his face, "I want to see these babies every time I open my eyes and walk in." He said as he picked them up from the ground.

However, as he walked over to the wall his bed laid against to start figuring out how he was going to hang them, a sound coming from the connected corridor interrupted him. It was low at first but it gradually got louder, and just as it was about to reach his door he recognized what it was. It was the sound of something metallic and fairly heavy scraping against the stone floor, and given what his business had just been not too long ago he knew this could only be one person.

"Come in~" He called out in a sing song way so they wouldn't need to knock.

Hearing his door open once this person reached it, he turned around and found none other than the new head of research development for the demons standing there. Formerly known as Sir Pentious that wasn't his name anymore, in fact Valentino was pretty damn certain that he could call him whatever he felt like, because he knew that he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. The reason for this is because Sir Pentious's soul when the Lost Soul exploded was sent to Doom, in a similar manner to how it allowed the Archvile to enter Lucifer's circle. Upon arriving the soul was at the mercy of the Summoners who were waiting for him, from there they would give him a new form of flesh and metal to make him obey without issue any commands their lords or Valentino gave him.

Amazingly they had enough decency to keep it somewhat like his previous appearance, but mainly to the extent that it was serpent like and that was it. He didn't have eyes all over his body, he wasn't black except for the metallic and augmented parts, while the flesh though certainly more in line with the rest of Doom's populace, had countless cables connect the head to the body which further enforced complete subservience. Of course a dark sense of humor was not lost on his new masters, they allowed him to speak somewhat freely with a voice that embodied his suffering, but this was truly the only freedom he had as every movement and action otherwise was not his own.

"VaLenTiNO..." He greeted while looking at the floor, the speed of his speech being rather slow like an old computer, though it wasn't like he had much to say anymore.

"How goes the fitting for our new pet?" Valentino asked as he looked back to the wall, "I hope it's

going along smoothly, would hate to tell our shared acquaintances you're slacking on your very first day~" He warned playfully.

"iT Is DonE..." He answered.

"Really? That was awfully fast, you sure you didn't fuck up royally at some point?" Valentino questioned.

"HIs desIgN WAs giVEn tO mE bY THem..." He said.

"That does make sense, still wouldn't it take long for it to actually be made?" Valentino inquired. "OnCe thE BLoOd BeGAn tO BoiL hiS TeMpoRarY FLeSH wAS gOnE..." He explained.

"Ah, so all that's left then is to add all the cool robot shit?" Valentino asked. "CoRReCt..." He answered.

"Hmm...fine, guess I do want to go see that, I'll finish this later." Valentino decided as he set down the wings, "Okay Igor take me to the monster!" He ordered as he turned around.

Following behind his lackey as he led him out of the room, it took only a few minutes before they were back in his lab...workshop...he wasn't sure what to call it yet. Watching the cyborg serpent go to a nearby terminal to begin the process, as the vat Gabriel had been lowered into opened and he rose from it still bound to the metal slab, Valentino's mouth dropped from amazement. No longer did he resemble anything close to either human or angel, his body was now a muted gray with slight traces of blue here and there both blood and flesh. And while that was astonishing all on its own, it was the finer details of his form that really made him look like a horror.

His legs now had backwards facing knees and massive claw tipped feet, same for his hands that we attached to insanely buff arms, his torso was similar in terms of size but had far more defined muscles. After all of this you had his new wings, which were currently being stretched out by mechanical hands that came down from the ceiling. Unlike the feathered ones these were closer to something a reptile might have, as they were made up of a rough in texture scale like skin like the rest of his body. This particular detail went well with his new long tail that ended in a spear like bone, which along with the horns on his head show his skeleton was black.

Which brought Valentino's eyes to the final change in his appearance before the augmentations came in, he had no eyes to see with as well as no nose. What he did have was a currently hanging open mouth filled with fangs and huge flat teeth meant from crushing bones, partnered with two long ears on the side of his head that no doubt gave him excellent hearing. All together he looked like a gargoyle or traditionally depicted demon, with just a touch of dragon or perhaps basilisk to really make it unique.

"Hot damn these bastards really do know style!" Valentino exclaimed as he walked over to get a closer look, "You can't even tell that this was an angel at all!" He added.

"PlEAsE steP BaCk..." Sir Pentious requested.

Doing as he said for he knew what was coming next, he watched more arms come from above to fulfill his transformation. Whether it was due to fear his divine soul might be powerful enough to resist them, or perhaps they just wanted to make this as horrible as possible for the former archangel, every single joint and bone of his body had something grafted onto it. What these things were Valentino had no way of knowing, but seeing as how they all looked pretty much the same he figured they shared a function. This would be confirmed as the final pieces of his augmentation

were added, the first being the last of these things attached gruesomely to his entire spine and wings, while the second was a helmet of some kind that was screwed into his skull and had a single optic to it.

"AcTIvaTinG..." Sir Pentious said once the installation was complete.

Watching as all the different augments lit up with the last being the helmet's optic, his body would sharply contort and convulse as he was brought to life. But the moment it was through he let out a deafening banshee like screech into the room, so powerful it managed to shatter all glass as well. Despite this Valentino didn't flinch or even bother to cover his ears, he just stood there staring at this creature with as wide of a grin he could manage, horribly eager to see it in action.

It had been a very long time since the Slayer found himself in this position, standing in front of the Sentinel people's entire army all ready to fight with him, and yet here they were as history seemed to be repeating itself. As King Novik had said to Gabriel and to the Exterminators he was all a king, but of course his personal mission would never allow him to enjoy that title and its luxuries. However there was one major difference this time, in addition to the Sentinels the angels that governed Lucifer's circle were also present, although they had been given armor and weapons to match the former. In total the army that waited to follow him into battle was massive, and even with the Exterminators only having trained for some time with the Sentinels, they were more than capable of doing their part to assist both him and them in a conflict.

"The time has come yet again!" King Novik shouted out to begin boosting their morale, "The darkest souls of creation have been freed from their prison, and they have even managed in their return to double their numbers! But little do they know just how many new allies we have acquired in their absence! The Exterminators have joined us and shall help to finally cast these heretical abominations from existence!" He carried on before his expression became one of sorrow and remorse, "Unfortunately it is not as simple as it was before, in light of their escape it has been deemed by the creator himself there is only one way this can end, only one truly certain plan that will keep all of us and the unsuspecting people of creation safe from their menace...and all of you have been informed of what that is..." He said.

Upon hearing that every head besides the Slayers looked down to the ground in sadness, for unlike Lucifer and the others they had been informed of the true nature of this mission.

"But we cannot allow our distress in light of this truth hinder us." He spoke again after a moment of silence had passed, causing their heads to tilt back up, "It falls to we and we alone to bare the burden of the truth before it is known by all, it falls to us to support our champion in his final act of sacrifice for the protection of all, so instead of allowing our emotions to cloud our thoughts and judgements we shall rally together under a shared banner and creed, one that he brought to us when he first appeared on our soil, so have him hear it now!" He commanded.

"RIP AND TEAR!" "RIP AND TEAR!" "RIP AND TEAR!"