Chapitre 1: Prologue
His shotgun shells blasted through two possessed marines. Tearing their body to shred. Leaving only a lump of flesh and blood. He reloaded his shotgun. His eyes staring at the hordes of demons coming towards him. No fear could be seen in his eyes, only rage—a never ending rage—he roared. Sounding more like the demon than the demons itself.
He charged towards his enemies. He fired his shotgun, killing an imp that lunged to him from his left side. He then grabbed the body of the dead imp, throwing it to the group of imp in front of him before he rammed those imps with his own body. Staggering and knocking them back.
But he is not done. These demons will pay for what they have done in this place. They dared invade this realm—now he will do the same—he will invade Hell and bring them the same nightmare that they have tried to destroy for god knows how long.
The massacre continued. Dozen of imps, Hell Knight, and possessed marines could be seen everywhere. They lay on the floor, no longer breathing, some doesn't even have their bodies intact.
The Doom Slayer looked back. Towards the bodies of his enemies. There's no remorse of him killing them. They should've learnt to not release him from the prison that they have created for him. It was a grave mistake.
He slowly walked through the hallways. The sounds of demons roaring in the distance could be heard. They will have their turns to be slaughtered, for now—they will have to wait.
Suddenly, a portal appeared in front of him. It's color are black like the abyss. He stood there silently and watched the portal in front of him that's blocking his only way to the other demons in the facilities.
Before he could think any further, he could feel his body getting sucked through the portal. Though he tried everything to stop himself from getting sucked. It was futile, his body got sucked inside the portal. Nowhere could be seen.
The Doom Slayer opened his eyes. He slowly rose up and looked around. This place is dark and humid. The darkness itself doesn't matter, he's already used to it, but the most important thing are where is he?
Slowly, he could hear a footstep coming slowly from behind him. The Doom Slayer turned around and pointed at the darkness in front of him and waited. He will not hesitate to shoot if it's a demon.
Fortunately, it's not a demon, but a man wearing an armor and a young girl wearing a priest robe.
"Who are you?" Asked the man. But no response could be heard from the Doom Slayer. He only stared back at the man. Refusing to talk.
"M-Mr. Slayer! Is he an enemy or not?" The girl beside the man asked. What is a young girl doing in this kind of place, are they perhaps trying to do something indecent in this place?
But before the Doom Slayer could open his mouth, he heard a shriek from a far. It does not sound like human. So, an imp?
He cocked his shotgun. He turned around and faced the direction where the sounds are coming from. And for the first time after a while—he opened his mouth.
"What is that?" Asked the Doom Slayer.
The man and the girl looked at the Doom Slayer. Confused looks could be seen in the girl face. Like what he asked are some weird thing.
"Goblins."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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