Darkness falls.

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-400 years later-

Drake sat silently at the bar with an empty mug infront of him. It was a lonely hub, Drake wasnt sure because of the location or the fact in was the middile of the day. He looked around and saw 2 half demons, 1 Half angel, and 5 humans who seemed to be a bit to drunk for their good.

"Loud obnoxious pricks." Drake said silently to himself. He pushed his neck length hair back behind his ear and ordered another drink.

"What was that." One of the humans said grabbing Drakes shoulder. He simply sighed and whirled around and sent the man flying throught he wall with a single punch. Drake straightened up and looked to the other humans.

"Anyone else?" He said, laughing slightly. The remaining four charged him but were interuptted by a massive explosion outside the buildings. "Can i please have one year, just one, without something exploding near me." Drake grumbled while dashing outside with his blade in hand. He saw a portal opened above them that was raining large flaming rocks out of it. He spread his wings and surged upwards towards it. When Drake almost reached it to close it, a massive figure dropped down and grabbed Drake's throat and flung him down to the ground. He got up to see the figure above him. It stood at almost ten feet in height, had exsessivly large muscles which had nothing over them (with the exception of the crotch) long spiked back hair, and weilding a large mace in his hands.

"Why hello Drake, I dont believe we've met before, I am Ragnarok, the archdemon of destruction."

"Well, Ragnarok, I dont much care for those who would willingly destroy a town to get to me, im going to have to kill you." The demon simply laughed.

"Well lets see you try.' Drake had already struck, slashing the demon in the side with his massive sword, though it did nothing to the demon except get stuck in its skin. "My skin is thicker than your puny blade can peirce. Now, my turn." The arch swung his massive mace and clobbered Drake into a bloody mess on the ground. "Hmp, not much fun at all." The demon turned away leaving the mace so Drake would regenerate much slower.

-2 hours later-

Drake finally managed to regenerate completly, but all he saw was the smoldering ruins of the town he was in. Drake flew up and saw Ragnarok holding his wife and daughter by the neck while a helstriker was holding their roses. Drake dove at the striker, but was intercepted by succubi. Drake used shadow to impale one 100 times over while ripping the heart out of another, but 4 more greater ones swarmed him and pinned him to the ground.

"Ah, glad you could make it in time, i feared you wouldnt regenerate fast enough." The arch demon laughed at him. "I presume you know how well rose burn. But a nephelem rose, ive heard the burn so much brighter than a regular one. I'll let you choose, which burns first your wife, or daughter."

"The void consume you, damned demon."Drake spat.

"Temper, temper. All right then, both." The demon turned and set both on fire at once.

Drake roared and broke free from the succubis grasp, he summoned a massive void blade and rammed it throught the demons leg, then opened a rift through the void and cast all the demons in. He turned to see it was to late, both the roses were nothign but ash, along with his wife and daughter. Drake broke in that moment, seeing his wife an daughters eyes, collapse into ash and blow away with the wind.

-authors note-

in case some of you are wondering, yes me and death artist are going in on this together, though not in a normal way. death is using this world, how ever it is in the modern age, while this is back a fair bit.(At this chapter its about the 1300s to 1400s.) death does have my permission to use this world, death is my friend(odd sentence) We plan on having Drake in deaths story while having some of deaths characters in mine. And one final thing, i may not post anyhting on my other story for a while, working on this one (more ideas came into my head). Anyhow, this is the immortal saying goodnight or morning or afternoon or eveing whenever the heck your reading this.

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