Falling into Hell He Descends
His Armor already Crimson Stained
Weapon already Sharpened and Thirsting
Fear nonexistent in his Soul
Razing and Slaying his Intentions
Mercy and Peace not Required
Landing with a Thunderous Crash
He Begins his Bloody Campaign
Leaving Countless Corpses beneath him
Nine Levels await him here
Deamons and Devils Hate Him
Good...He Hates them too
Fire and Brimstone he Ignores
Always to the next Denizen
Cracking Skulls and Breaking Bones
Hellhounds Howl and Banshees Shriek
He Forever Silences them all
Charging deeper into Lucifers Pits
Passing all of the Tormented
Dispatching all the Seven Sins
Starving Gluttony
Banishing Lust
Pillaging Greed
Working Sloth to the Bone
Subduing Wrath
Exiling Envy
and Humbling Pride
Each Sin Dealt with Harshly
Delving Deeper into the Circles
Pushing Through Flames and Frost
Reaping the Wicked Sparing None
Eternal Rage Burns Within Him
Divine Retribution he Delivers Instantly
Finally, before him Stands Abaddon
Sword Already drunk on Demons
It now Thirsts for Devils
Roaring Abaddon Unfurls his Wings
Belching out Balls of HellFire
Duel between Man and Hell
The Bells of Hell Ring
Sword and Claws Clash Violently
A Slash here and there
Blood Human and Devil alike
The Grounds of Hell Shake
All is Silent and Still
On the Ground lays Abbadon
He Stands Above the Devil
Plunging Deep his Bloody Blade
Abbadon Corpse Burns and Disintegrates
Victory Achieved he Descends Dead
Countless Wounds Ignored now Regarded
Angels Descend and Gather him
Rising to Heaven He Ascends
His Armor Clean of Crimson
His Sword Forever in Abaddon
Peace and Rest Now Earned
-FIN-
- Author: UnderTheGreenLeaves(2022-) (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 23rd, 2022 12:18
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 37
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