Quickly hitting the ground with a small thud, Shepherd bolted back up. Not recognizing his surroundings, he knew he had to find a way back to Pyrrha for she was the key. Knowing that this demonic invasion could only be cause by one thing, and if it were Remnant was fucked. Slowly walking towards the red mass, but Shepherd passed it. He didn't care enough, well really at all to see what it was. So he kept walking.
Walking even longer Shepherd eventually he found part of Pyrrha's shield broken on the ground. "This isn't a good sign, but it's a sign nonetheless." Shepherd mumbled to himself as he kept walking, knowing she must not be too far ahead. Soon arriving on what looked to be a grim site, he found the Mistral champion's body. Looking at her Shepherd could tell what had happened.
After she had thrown him Pyrrha ran down the tower and towards where she had thrown him after realizing what she had done, only to be too late. She ran as fast as she could thinking she had killed Shepherd. Sadly on her way to him she must have gotten caught by a demon, and been violently killed more than likely. Upon further inspection he realized something was off, realizing her body had a long cut that had been imprinted by a three fingered claw.
"You have got be to be fucking kidding me" Shepherd all but screamed.
"Why would I be kidding Shepherd? I killed the red-haired whore and you know it~" a voice spoke from the darkness.
Sighing shepherd stood, and faced where the voice came from and speaking slowly. "Leave Corpsebringer, this is not your business. You have your own domain. Leave this one."
"Ahh~ but why would I do that Shepherd? This world is just ripe for the taking~ and I plan on acting on it" The voice rasped
"I give you one choice Corpsebringer, leave and nothing shall happen. You know what will happen if you invoke my wrath upon yourself. I ended you once and I shall have no problem crushing your worthless skull in." Shepherd angrily retorted.
"I cannot leave Shepherd~ for you confuse me with whom I am not, I am not the Corpsebringer. He is bidding his time to unleash pure chaos upon Minos' desolate little place here. You and the Corpsebringer have the same goal. Kill Minos the Defiler." The voice rasped again
"Then who are you? And how do you know what you know?" Shepherd responded, unmoving and unflinching from fear.
"I? I am the embodiment of Sin. From that you should know my name... but you appear to not. I am Argas the Sinful One." The voice rasped before it's form walked through the darkness into the light. The voice belonged to a tall monstrosity with hanging weighted arms ending with claws of bone. It's legs were bent backwards at the knee like a horse, and the skin was barely hanging on to the bone. The head was clearly some sort of deer like abomination, having what looked to be a deer's head with a human face and a set of antlers atop.
"God you're fucking ugly" Shepherd held back a gag as he spoke.
"You had asked how I know what I know? It is simple. I was born with a curse of foreboding knowledge. Forever knowing what is coming to plague the lands and stars. Only horrid thoughts scar my mind, never anything good from this curse! But hear me Shepherd, the Corpsebringer shall arrive, and with him shall be pure chaos to make sure Minos ceases to breathe..." Argas spoke with a damning tone.
"So... why's you kill the girl then?" Shepherd deadpanned as he pointed at Pyrrha's lifeless corpse.
"Simply put, she saw me when no mortal should. So, I could not spare her. Do not fret my King, things shall be undone soon enough. But I mustn't waste your time with talk, for you have very little time to wait." Argas concluded in the same damning tone.
"So she saw you... that I can understand Argas... but what do you mean by "My king"? How do you know I'm the God-King? For my Kingdom is close guarded, you would be a fool to dare try me." Shepherd added disgust to the end of his words.
"My King, I only show kindness to show I am on your side, it is why I warn you and try to hasten you. Minos will try to take the Throne after he damns this land to his world. More souls for his army is what he wants. And what better place than this shit-hole." Argas laughed at his own nonexistent joke as he finished speaking, and slipped into the Darkness and left.
"Did he..? Yep.. he fucking left... great. Now I need to get to Minos then, no more stopping for pointless bullshit. This moron of hell won't take my throne." Shepherd said to himself as he began to run down the street, leaving Pyrrha's corpse behind.
As soon as Shepherd rounded the corner he saw what he feared would come. The blighted ones, the Darkdrinkers. They were some of the greatest warriors that became corrupted and Hell took advantage of that. Breaking their will and minds to serve it. They were servants to the physical form of Hell, considering Hell wasn't just a place or realm. It was alive, a constantly hungering beast, trapped in this form. Hell was origonally Hæles, the World Eater, a gigantic winged worm that ate the material realm of mortals to their very core. Finally, Hæles was outmatched in it's mind by a cunning man, who befriended the Gods in order to help him defeat Hæles. The man was able to lure the worm to sleep and then the Gods turned Hæles into Hadēs. And that is how we got Hell, and that is why Hell isn't just simply a place, but a collective mind. Locked into a hideous form for eons. That is how we have the Bligted Ones and Darkdrinkers. They come forth from their hideous master to aid Minos' forces in their taking of worlds.
Shepherd snuck towards the Darkdrinkers, needing to avoid them since he didn't have a weapon. Each step he took was like a quiet whisper, unable to be heard by the greatest of listeners. Quickly approaching the Darkdrinkers, Shepherd began to form a plan. First he would lure one of them over to him, snap that one's neck and grab his wepon. Using the fallen Darkdrinker's wepon against his comrades, Shepherd would kill the rest. Inacting his plan Shepherd threw a rock down near him, attracting the attention of one of the Darkdrinkers. The Darkdrinker began to walk over to where he heard the sound, and that is when Shepherd struck. Grabbing the Darkdrinker by the arm Shepherd quickly turned him around and put him in a chokehold and used his plam to twist the Darkdrinker's neck up till it quickly snapped, ending the Darkdrinker. Shepherd soon grabbed the weapons the Darkdrinker dropped, and it was a small sword. It would do for the job he needed it for.
No longer needing the shadow of silence, Shepherd charged the three other Darkdrinkers he had seen and struck one, killing it. Shepherd then turned to face the other two, and one raised it's shield to block a blow while the other Darkdrinker swung down on Shepherd. Shepherd used his free hand to swing into the Darkdrinker that was blocking, knocking it over and struck the other Darkdrinker in an open spot it had opened while striking. Killing one, Shepherd moved onto the other Darkdrinker, it had regained it's balance and had begun to strike, but making the same mistake it's comrade had. Noticing an open spot Shepherd stabbed and the Darkdrinker wasn't quick enough to block the strike, and fell to Shepherd's blade.
Shepherd picked up the fallen Darkdrinker's shield and marched on, knowing the danger that was ahead, but he could never prepare himself for what he was about to see what happened to his friends...