Prologue

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The sound of Mathews heart hammering in his chest was defeaning. A harsh gust of wind knocked him of his feet and from ahead of him his wife twisted her neck sharply towards him. "Mathew, let's go!",was her hurried response to his hard blow. Mathew got up and pumped his legs, ignoring the aching pains shooting up his spine.

Upon reaching the doors to the underworld, a Swirling cyclone circled around him,tearing the trees out from their roots. Mathew took huge gulps of air, and tried to steady his stance. But there engraved into the wood of the doors were five small, horrifying words. 'Too late. Chaos is free'. Dread laced deep into Mathews eyes he turned to his wife who was doubled over clutching her ribs. "Rena", he whispered,"we are too late."

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 18, 2015 ⏰

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