•3rd Person pov•
As daylight broke, the Doom Slayer and the Icon of Sin emerged from the dense forest, stepping onto a weathered road leading toward the towering skyline of Osaka.
The forest, which had sheltered them in shadows, now lay behind them as the two colossal figures strode toward the city.
The Doom Slayer's unwavering stride was starkly contrasted by the hulking presence of the Icon of Sin, whose massive form cast an ominous shadow across the road.
In the distance, Osaka's skyline loomed, oblivious to the impending chaos approaching its borders.
Each of the Icon of Sin's steps sent tremors through the earth, while the Doom Slayer moved with calculated precision, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.
The morning light reflected off their armor, hinting at the tremendous power they both possessed.
The city seemed calm, but the arrival of these titans foretold a storm-a force Osaka was unprepared for.
As the two entered the city outskirts, their sheer presence quickly drew the attention of civilians.
People halted mid-step, their eyes wide with a blend of awe and fear.
Whispers rippled through the crowd, uncertainty spreading like wildfire.
Were these figures here to save them-or to bring ruin?
None dared speak aloud.
The intimidating form of the Icon of Sin towered above them, a seven-foot demonic figure radiating dread.
Beside him, the Doom Slayer marched in silence, amplifying the tension in the air.
Cars screeched to a halt, and pedestrians instinctively backed away.
But no one dared challenge them.
The city seemed to hold its breath.
The Doom Slayer's battle-scarred armor gleamed coldly under the sun, his sharp gaze scanning the area.
In contrast, the Icon of Sin's focus remained distant, his eyes fixed beyond the city's skyline, as if Osaka was merely a small step in a much larger, darker scheme.
•Icon of Sin pov•
The weight of countless eyes pressed on us, thickening the air around me.
I glanced down at the mass of humans, their expressions a chaotic blend of curiosity and fear.
*Slayer, we might have a problem,* I communicated through our shared consciousness, the thought resonating in the space between our minds.
*What is it?* His voice echoed back, calm and steady, a sharp contrast to the turmoil around us.
*We're getting a lot of stares,* I replied, a trace of irritation in my tone.
As we moved through the city, humans gawked at us, their wide eyes reflecting awe and terror in equal measure.
The Doom Slayer remained unbothered, his attention unwavering.
Let them look, he said, a hint of menace in his voice.
They'll understand soon enough.
I mulled over his words as we continued deeper into the city.
The fear of the people was palpable.
Though I thrived on it, I couldn't ignore the potential for chaos.
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ActionIn this crossover, the Doom Slayer finds himself in an entirely new world where the rules of combat, morality, and society differ greatly from what he's accustomed to. After defeating Devoth and entombing himself in his sarcophagus for his well-dese...
