Y/N was a failure.
He had failed his brothers.
He had failed God.
And he had failed Her.
As such it was no surprise that when his time came, he found himself within the depths of Hell. Surrounded by sinners and degenerates of all shapes and sizes Y...
Rain poured from a downcast sky, the sun obscured by dark clouds that boomed with thunder. A single figure, a single man lay kneeling within the remains of a village. Men, women, children, all lay prone around him. His armored form shuddered with every breath, exhaustion having drained his vitality. Blood created pools beneath him, and once mixed with the falling rain it turned the ground into a slurry.
"No mercy." He murmured. "All must die."
With that he rose, wrenching his sword and shield from the mud beside him. Fury and faith driving him forward.
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Y/N awoke with a scream.
He rose from his bed his terror echoing throughout the room he resided in. He continued to lay there for several more seconds drawing in breath by the lungful.
His eyes rapidly adjusted to the darkness of the room and his gaze found its way around the small shack he called a home. He currently lay in his bedchamber, a door to his right led to a hallway that connected to both the bathroom and living room.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he rolled out of bed, his unarmored form draped in simple trousers. Bare feet padded against the wooden floor as he left his bed, he turned into the bathroom stopping before the mirror placed above the wash basin.
He stared into his own reflection; first gazing into his own emerald eyes, then long dark onyx hair. His skin was a pallid grey, completely unnatural and different to the S/C he had before. He took a moment to look at his body, full of lean muscle and veined strength.
He sighed and reached into the basin splashing water onto his face before reaching for a towel. Leaving the bathroom Y/N took a moment to glance at the clock located on the wall. An ornate and simple thing the brass hands of the device ticked with every passing second.
"Half past five." Y/N murmured, he rolled his shoulders the pop and crack of loosening joints providing him some relief. "Damn nightmares."
Stepping out of the cabin he stood the small porch he had. He watched as the dark and obsidian sky faded, slowly replaced by a deepening red as the morning rose.
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Falling to one knee Y/N began his morning prayer. "O Jesus, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, I offer you my prayers, works, joys, and sufferings of this day for all the intentions of your Sacred Heart in union with the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass throughout the world, for the salvation of souls, the reparation of sins, the reunion of all Christians, and in particular for the intentions of the Holy Father. Amen." Y/N rose from his self-abasement and took in another deep breath.
"Alright, another day and another war."
Raising both of his arms Y/N's eyes were lit by etheric energies. Emerald fire sprang from the floor beneath him, enveloping him in an inferno. For several seconds nothing happened, but as the flames subsided the truth was revealed.
