Enveloped in the clutches of death, I did not find peace, nor did I not find an eternal slumber, or even hope. What I found instead was the same nightmares that plagued my mind; The same sight that my mind snaps to in the heat of battle. The same visions that burroughs its way into my heart and soul, time and time again. It seems that even in death, I cannot escape them.
When the light finally revealed itself to me, I found myself in the middle of a battlefield, in the aftermath of war. All around the small hill of blood and guts, in which I stood upon, lied the bodies of knights and monsters. Their blood, guts, sweat, tears, all of it created the crimson plains that surrounded me. Their white armor, stained with blood, laid motionless as they reached out to me, their expressions ones of fear... worry.... sorrow.
On the hill, I stood motionless as a gentle breeze waved the red flag that stood beside me. My body, smothered in blood and intestines, ached as I sat against the flag, closing my eyes, waiting.
If you wish to rid yourself of the nightmares; If you wish to live in peace and harmony; If you desire to win the ultimate fight: The one within the silent chambers of your soul. You will have to learn who you truly are; To understand your purpose here.
You've been given a second chance. Do not squander it....
Sentinel.
Huh!?
AAAAHHH!
*CRUSH!*
Present Time...
European Dead Zone, Poland...
POV: Unknown
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The Return of the Hellwalker: A DOOM Tale
FanficAfter preventing the world he knew and loved from being taken over by demonic forces, the Doom Slayer grew tiresome of the endless struggle between humanity and the divine forces of Heaven and Hell, and did not take the chance at invading Hell once...