LA was in a daze. Flashes of his past zoomed by. His brother Achronos being slain by a terrible god. Victory over the god and the maddening feel of power rushing through him. Death had never come in his life. His brother came to him alive, trying to reason with him, bring him out of the darkness. He failed and died, but when LA realized what he had done, he gave up some of his power, the darkness that surrounded him, to his brother. The deed vanished the darkness and kept his brother alive. He always seemed to have a certain power around him - a light darkside that could cause pain to mortals. Then came the tragedy of Orothomeus. The killings, the uncontrollable power. All came and flashed by in an instant. Then nothing. He found himself laying next to the place he had died, his swords imprinted into the ground, nobody able to touch them except him. He felt the power growing inside him. He knew it would erupt soon. Then he remembered Dogbert. He asked his sword how long it had been since he touched them. Not long. So he set off, uncontrollable power dwelling inside him. The power of revenge. The power of the old. The ultimate power.
Crossfire saw everything that had happend. The battle, he wondered. Had they won? He wasn't sure. He tried to get up but found that there was no up. He tried to remember somthing but a dark evil blocked it. His brother, his cousin. They had similar pasts - both killing a god, and both gods evil. They were both engulfed in darkness. They fought each other many times, until one day, his brother killed him. But he didn't die. No, instead he protected him from the darkness that made him immortal but instead of healing his brother it killed him. The darkness was all he had keeping him alive. But the darkness didn't diminish; it fled unknowingly to him into his body. That darkness was what kept him inside his own conscience, releasing his body, for he felt his limbs moving. He wasn't in control. He felt the weight of his sword in his hand. He felt it slashing around. The other was looking for something and he made that clear. The head of the person who killed him.
Kazong awoke. He looked around and thought, Didn't I die? He saw LA's swords on the ground and knew that they had lost, but he also saw the remains of other enenmies and friends. He realized that his enemies were still alive, and that meant that his allies might be alive too. So he set off picking up his sword along the way and looked for his friends. Luckily, Grunt X was nearby. He merely played dead as most grunts do and went with Kazong. Omegaron came as one of his alternate accounts, Xcladean the God of Justice, and the three set off together, looking for two things. Their friends, and the head of their enemies.
So those five set off to the same place, killing all who opresed them. They gathered the remaining members of the RAOG and headed toward HA's headquarters. They were weak compared to HA, but when the RAOG sets their eyes on something, they wont stop even if they die.