I stood, bathed in demon blood, in the courtyard of Castrum Deimos. The red sky was fractured by white lightning. Soon after, a loud roar of thunder resonated. In front of me were two large, wooden doors. I reloaded my guns, ensured my remaining armor was in place, and pushed the doors wide open.

Behind the doors was a large worshiping chamber. At least fifty Unwilling were knelt around a large altar, praying silently to whatever demonic idol they worshiped. These poor souls had been converted to slaves. Regardless of their origin, they were demons and had to die. As I finished the last one off, the Unmaker glowed crimson as it harvested their souls

When the last of the Unwilling fell, a wall in the worshiping chamber raised to reveal a secret passage. Since I saw no other path, I entered. I was being led by something, and I was going along with it. The secret doorway led down, to a darkness so thick that light didn't touch it. I had entered the Tomb of Malevolence.