Darksiders 2: In life and in death

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The fight between Death and War was vicious. The Horseman knew that this wasn't his brother, just a copy that was made and controlled by the Crowfather. Yet it fights just like the real one. Despite how well the fake War had fought, Death had won the battle and still stood tall, whilst the copy had fallen to the ground after being impaled by Death's weapon. Just as it did, a black and purple-like mist surrounded the body, along with crows who had taken to the sky.

As the mist faded the body of the Crowfather appeared. Accepting the fact that he was no match for the Horseman, he attempted to get away from him. However, he has become weak while also suffering from injury. His pathetic attempt to escape from Death we're all for not; as the Horseman impaled the Crowfather with his scythe. Have it stand upright by shoving the bottom half of it into the ground.

"Open up the portal!" Says Death as he grabs the old man by the face. However, the Horseman lacks patience; as he swiftly removes the Crowfather's body from his weapon and tosses him across the throne room.

After being impaled twice, and suffering from severe injury and blood loss, the old man no longer had the strength to stand. As the Crowfather had fallen to the ground, the amulet that was chained to him had come off and fell to the ground with him.

"Your secrets die with you...old fool."

"My secrets... But not yours..." Says the Crowfather one last time. In his final breath, the amulet begins to crack while lifting itself from the ground, breaks into small glass-like pieces and goes straight to the Horseman. Death, unfortunately, didn't have enough time to act: as the green glass shards shoved into his chest. The sudden pain from this was all too much for him as it made it harder for him to stand.

As the Horseman was going through the pain, the body of the Crowfather disappeared into the black and purple-like mist. Death could no longer take the pain that was being caused by the glass shards, it was all too much that he eventually fell to the stone floor and passed out; whilst the dark-coloured mist grew larger and swallowed him.

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The uncountable worlds of our universe swirl in an endless Abyss.
Many worlds ravaged by time or conflict are swallowed by the Abyss, returned to the nothingness from which they were formed.
But others linger for eternity on the brink of annihilation, that Creation might be balanced with Destruction.
And in the final moment of battle, Death was banished to one such world–in the autumn of its life, yet not far from the edge of darkness.
Had Death been sent to his doom? That answer would be found in the Horseman's future–and his past.

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(I'll be calling it there for the day. Yes, I know that it's short and that you all want to see more, but I simply made this chapter as a way to make up for lost time. Plus I kind of want to save everything else for the next part, if that makes sense😅
However, I hope that you all will like it regardless, or don't. It's up to you😅
Well, I should get going now. Bye!👋😊)