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Hell, Localitation: UNKNOWN, 216X D.C.
As Davoth layed defeated, he grabed his crudible just to throw it away and with the remaining of his strength, asked:
Davoth: Tell me, have you nothing to say to, your creator before you strike him down?
To which the slayer, after removing his helmet, and throwing it away, looked at Davoth with his face naked, anger being noticable at his face, with just a sharp tongue:
Slayer: No.
As he proceeded to deploy his wrist blade and stick it inside the dark lord's chest, it was followed by Davoth scream of pain, but after that, darkness took over
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Fortress of DOOM, 900.M30 Imperial Calendar, 30.900 D.C.
???: Are you sure, is him, you know, after his fight in Inmora (a robotic voice talked, with worry in his voice).
???: I know your doubts regent of the fortress, but i can assure you, that here, lies our warrior king, and the key to push the so called "Imperium of Man" out of our turf, (reassure the rough voice to the so called regent), now, sentinels, open this rocky crate.
Night Sentinels: Sir yes sir.
As the sarcophagus was being opened, the aura of pure rage and hatred hitted the humans and human-argenta breed there, leaving the only ones unaffected the pure blood argenta, as the air hitted the Slayer's face, he opened his eyes and started to look around, he saw both humans with a kinda upgraded A.R.C. armour and weaponry and Night Sentinels, some with worn out armour pieces.
Amongst them he noticed two figures, an almost replica of Samuel Hayden, making him angry that this piece of shit was still alive, until he noticed that the bot was using glasses, odd, the Slayer thought, and the other one was a Night Sentinel of high rank, wearing an almost 1:1 replica of his Praetor Suit he wore back in Mars, the only differences where the odd beaked helmet and the White Paint in all the armour.
???: My lord, said the armored Sentinel, im Commander Ha-Blask of the Night Sentinels and A.R.C. Support Units.
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Worlds Colliding: The Great Heresy, The Rise of the Unchained Predator
FanfictionIn this story of the Saga: The Great Heresy, The Night Sentinels liberates the doom slayer, to lead them to victory against The Imperium in the planet, Osiris III.
