"Here lies The Tempest." These words were imprinted on the marble slab above the grave. Ethan Hillson, an outcast teenager from Bayville high school has taken up the hobby of grave robbing. He could find numerous items of high value that the body would be buried with from rings to jewel laden crosses or an expensive necklace. Ethan had always wondered about this particular grave, but had never decided to investigate until tonight. Clouds rolled over the sky, blocking the light from the moon. He walked over to the edge of the grave, striking the ground with his shovel. He struck the ground over and over, but never could pierce the ground, as if it had been protected by something. Frustrated, he walked over to a giant statue of an angel with flaccid wings, face in her palms, giving the appearance of a weeping angel. Frustrated, he threw up the shovel over his shoulder. The metal tip knocked into the angels wings, causing it to move backwards. Ethan jumped as he saw the stone angel raise its face from its palms, revealing a demonic face with sharp teeth as its wing fluttered out and started flapping. A strong wind knocked loose the earth covering the grave that Ethan had failed to enter. He was pushed backwards by the strong winds as dark heavy clouds rolled over quickly. A fierce storm was brewing above. The Tempest.
The wind hit Ethan square in the chest as he stumbled over, falling back into the large pit like hole that fell endlessly into darkness. He hit the ground hard, landing on his legs as he femur bone smashed and shattered into pieces. He fell forward, crying out in pain. He finally gained composure as he looked up, feasting his eyes on the scariest things a human could imagine seeing. Ice covered the entire tomb, and in the very center stood a tall demonic being holding a radiant gold Triton in his hand. The ice around the being trembled, shaking from it's foundation as it shattered into tiny ice shards, yet never melted. The ice fell to the ground as the being's legs began to shake from their foundation. A small marble slab laid across the ground that stated "Here forever stands, Ezrachek Rayone, The War Lord of the Demonic Hierarchy."
Ethan had remembered hearing tales about this man, this demon, from ancient ages, who was born in dark, deep chaos, and instated War into this world. He was the head of a group of deadly demons called the Demonic Hierarchy. He had raged through the world, creating wars over the entire war. The governments of the ancient ages had been so successful, that corruption easily had crept its way into their work. The wars had spread throughout the war and had peaked to an all time high of people killing family members just to survive. No one could be trusted in this age, and it ended in a very large bang. Ezrachek Rayone, and the rest of the Demonic Hierarchy, relished their tyranny in the power until a man who's name was never known came and challenged the Demonic Hierarchy. This man was part of a group of highly deadly assassins called the "7 deadly Sins." They were the only ones capable of the same power of the Demonic Hierarchy, and they surfaced from their hiding in the shadows. An epic battle that had lasted for an entire year commenced between 5 of the 7 Deadly sins, leaving Gluttony and Sloth to their own devices. Ezrachek and the four members of the Demonic Hierarchy were inevitably defeated and sealed away in a prison of ice where they were meant to stay for an eternity.
Ethan stared in fascination as Ezrachek began to move. He busted his way slowly free from the ice, making his way free from the ice prison that held him for so long. He grabbed his Triton and made his way towards the small sniveling man lying on the ground. "Human. I thank you greatly for freeing me from my prison. Now I will allow you to take your place in Heaven." Ezrachek had not said any physical words, but rather had spoken into Ethan's mind. Ethan looked up in wonder as he watched the tall demon raise his Triton to the sky, and thrust it down into Ethan's face, unseaming him from top to bottom. Ezrachek then left his prisonly tomb and made his way up to the world, where he would take his thrown as the Chaotic War Lord.
The wind hit Ethan square in the chest as he stumbled over, falling back into the large pit like hole that fell endlessly into darkness. He hit the ground hard, landing on his legs as he femur bone smashed and shattered into pieces. He fell forward, crying out in pain. He finally gained composure as he looked up, feasting his eyes on the scariest things a human could imagine seeing. Ice covered the entire tomb, and in the very center stood a tall demonic being holding a radiant gold Triton in his hand. The ice around the being trembled, shaking from it's foundation as it shattered into tiny ice shards, yet never melted. The ice fell to the ground as the being's legs began to shake from their foundation. A small marble slab laid across the ground that stated "Here forever stands, Ezrachek Rayone, The War Lord of the Demonic Hierarchy."
Ethan had remembered hearing tales about this man, this demon, from ancient ages, who was born in dark, deep chaos, and instated War into this world. He was the head of a group of deadly demons called the Demonic Hierarchy. He had raged through the world, creating wars over the entire war. The governments of the ancient ages had been so successful, that corruption easily had crept its way into their work. The wars had spread throughout the war and had peaked to an all time high of people killing family members just to survive. No one could be trusted in this age, and it ended in a very large bang. Ezrachek Rayone, and the rest of the Demonic Hierarchy, relished their tyranny in the power until a man who's name was never known came and challenged the Demonic Hierarchy. This man was part of a group of highly deadly assassins called the "7 deadly Sins." They were the only ones capable of the same power of the Demonic Hierarchy, and they surfaced from their hiding in the shadows. An epic battle that had lasted for an entire year commenced between 5 of the 7 Deadly sins, leaving Gluttony and Sloth to their own devices. Ezrachek and the four members of the Demonic Hierarchy were inevitably defeated and sealed away in a prison of ice where they were meant to stay for an eternity.
Ethan stared in fascination as Ezrachek began to move. He busted his way slowly free from the ice, making his way free from the ice prison that held him for so long. He grabbed his Triton and made his way towards the small sniveling man lying on the ground. "Human. I thank you greatly for freeing me from my prison. Now I will allow you to take your place in Heaven." Ezrachek had not said any physical words, but rather had spoken into Ethan's mind. Ethan looked up in wonder as he watched the tall demon raise his Triton to the sky, and thrust it down into Ethan's face, unseaming him from top to bottom. Ezrachek then left his prisonly tomb and made his way up to the world, where he would take his thrown as the Chaotic War Lord.