What happens when a college dropout accidentally opens up the portal to HELL in his soup? Shenanigans of course! Now, James must team up with a flamboyant scarecrow, a jaded witch, an overzealous knight, and a virgin succubus to lock away what he's...
Justice materialized in mid-stride with one hell of a chip on his shoulder. He flicked the Dorito off his shoulder and came to a halt on top of a crystal white surface. The surrounding environment was engulfed in darkness, and the only light source emanated from the crystal floor. His reflection stared back at him as he focused on a single point on the pristine surface. The floor shattered into a million pieces, and Justice floated casually through the darkness. He landed on yet another crystal surface, this time he was not alone.
The Eidolon hunched together in a tight circle with their heads tilted down. There were nine of them, and Justice couldn't make out any defining features. The Eidolon looked like amorphous blobs at a distance. Only one of the blobs took notice of Justice's appearance and broke from the rest of the group. When the ghost got closer, it took the shape of a little girl. Her hair was stark white, just like her skin, and her dress was torn and ragged. No color remained in this ghost. Her eyes were a black soup-like substance, swirling silently.
"I have a major complaint to file." Justice said wryly. The ghost simply stared at him. "You created me to deal swift justice to those who would put an end to your righteous task. And yet you want me to distract some kid with poor hygiene," Justice circled the ghost, "a witch and her pet succubus! And don't even get me started on that scarecrow."
"They wish to keep the worlds separate, broken."
"If they truly warrant my retribution, you would order me to eliminate them," Justice said coldly, "and they'll never find you here."
"They will soon enough."
"But why would they wish to keep the worlds from unifying?" Justice looked down on the Ghost with disdain and steadied a disapproving glare.
Too bad she couldn't see his facial expression behind his featureless helmet.
"They simply do not understand." The ghost drifted back to the circle and morphed once again into an amorphous blob.
Justice wasn't satisfied, but he knew the ghost told him all he was going to get. Everything just seemed so silly to him. Was he really just distracting them, keeping them occupied so it would take longer for the boy and his companions to find The Eidolon? He did not know, as the only thing Justice knew for sure was that he wouldn't have been born if it were not in the name of justice.
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He never really knew why his office was always riddled with the stench of sulfur and used latex. Oh well, it comes with job. The Man with the Lavender Tie shuffled through his usual stack of military and financial reports, ruling an underworld was more than genocides and good times. But mostly genocides.
Hold the phone! Are you down for some exposition? I know I am!
Inferos wasn't always run by a monarchy or a government. In ancient times, our world consisted of city-states and tribes, all self-ruled and whatnot. Before that, in ancient times, we all kind of just did what we wanted and wandered aimlessly. It was pretty sweet for a good long while until the Deathless became a threat.
