Chapter 10
The villagers risking going outside the walls of New Tristram to go back to their work had no idea the danger they were in. Farmers needed to tend to their crops and animals. Hunters needed to gather their game. Foragers needed to find their produce. Work needed to be done. Little did they know the cost it would have.
Avator watched from atop Tamoe Mountains as the villagers celebrated the fall of the Butcher. It was, to them, another victory for mankind over the legions of Hell. Little did they know, the legions of Hell were countless, and they were divided. Simply because you beat one order from Hell didn't mean you were safe from the others.
"Rin." Avator spoke in a deep, menacing voice.
"Yes?" The small dark-fairy asked his large master while standing obediently on his shoulder.
"We need an army." The demon lord said plainly.
"No one better for such a task than you." Rin explained. "Diablo was a fool for overlooking your great power, and now Azmodan has made the same mistake."
"A mistake that will prove to be fatal for him." Avator smiled a wicked grin. "We will begin our army here, where Diablo was once held, and we will grow in number until we can march against the very evils of Hell. They won't know what hit them."
"What would you have me do?" Rin asked, his fairy-body fluttering before the handsome human-in-appearance face of his master.
"I need more power if I'm to build an army large enough to take on the forces and cunning of Azmodan." He admitted wisely. "Bring me the souls of as many children as you can. They will feed my fire."
"As you wish, my lord."
"And in the meantime, I shall draw to me and convert those foolish enough to leave the protection of New Tristram."
"But that protection is fading quickly." Rin added with a evil twinkle in his eyes.
"Yes. Without Deckard Cain, they have nothing."
As the villagers returned to work, they began growing slow and lazy. Suddenly, their work just didn't seem that important. Their mind wandered to the Tamoe Mountains to the east. Within minutes, every man and woman outside of the walls of New Tristram had dropped their work and was traveling, unhindered by the demons running freely about the lands, toward the Tamoe Mountains to their new master. They didn't know what they were doing or why they were doing it. None of that mattered. All that mattered was that they followed the new thoughts and desires that now dominated their minds: to serve their lord Avator.
Avator smiled evilly. "I shall take that which Diablo himself could not." He laughed to himself as he watched through his demon eyes as his new servants made their ways mindlessly to him. "I shall dominate this whole world."