Armani Phantomblade

Prologue

Armin was an ordinary enough teenager, he had wore a black hoodie, complete with black jeans and damaged trainers. He had a pale complexion with deep blue eyes and long red hair. He had begun his morning run around Montgommery avenue, London, when he heard a scream in the back ground. He turned in the opposite way to find the source of the screaming. His music still blaring in one ear while he tried figuring out what happened. He turned round the corner when he saw the remains of a young woman. She'd had her whole face burnt off and her whole left side of her face was a skeleton and he saw him. Armani Phantomblade. The skeleton demon with a jumper which was half white half charred with HP 100 written across the top. He wielded a long katana which had fire spewing over the edge of the side in his right hand, and a fire ball floating in his left. He stood over the burnt remains of the poor woman staring down at her. He turned round so Armin got a better look at him, the last thing he saw was a skeleton face and a fireball flying into his face.

Armani let out a deep growling laugh as he watched the boys body burn. He made a portal of fire to make the bodies fall into the abyss of hell where they would be judged depending on their sins. He took one last look of the overworld before descending himself.

"I hope that the dark lord himself does as he always does and erases them from history again, I don't want the humans to catch onto us." Armani sighed.

He emerged inside of the dark lord's castle and before him sat the dark lord himself, Satan. Armani put his Flaming Katana into his sheath before announcing his presence. Before he could say a word, Satan raised his left arm and Armani closed his jaw. Satan turned so his flaming eyes met those of Armani's empty skull eye sockets. He roared in laughter after finding out that Armani had killed an extra person who had witnessed him slaughtering the poor woman. He laughed so loud, all of the other demons nearby looked up into the dark lords own chamber. Armani ruffled his wings to clean them before opening his wings.

"You did well, Armani. You have earned your extra payment of 750 syra. Spend it wisely." The dark lord bellowed.

"Of course I will, I'm only going to add an upgrade to my old flamer." Armani said.

Armani turned on his heels before walking out of the room with his payment in his satchel. He jumped before flying into a portal leading to the outside world once again. Where was the portal to take him this time. He decided to hit the shop before flying off and bought a new upgrade for flamer. He'd bought the new upgrade known as "Burn from inside out." This meant that the victim's insides would catch fire before finally dying. Then he headed out into the overworld  again, he arrived in the new, mysterious world of New York City, USA.