Under the morning sky, an army of over 50,000 men get prepared for a battle. A man appearing to be in his early 50's wearing what seems to be a commanders wear with his brown spiky hair stained with shades of yellow stands infront of the army holding a megaphone.
"Alright men, you will all be remembered in history after today, but that doesn't mean everyone will see that day of remembrance".
He proceeds to pass the megaphone to a man dressed in an all black suit and black shades with his buzz cut looking that of a secret agent.
"Im sure as you all know this is just one location out of three that a battle will be taking place, and with that with the knowledge of Nuridrisas future location we have heroes here on this battle field to insure he is eliminated as soon as possible. First I would like to introduce the queen of the forest Olachi Wunta".
Out of a van that was nearby stepped out a beautiful 5'9 woman with clear brown skin and an afro. The luxurious african inspired armour she wore stunned the army members leaving them dreamy eyed. She walked over to the man in all black and stood by his side facing the army.
"Also i bring to you kleynon parcel".
a hairless 5'10 man steps out the van wearing a baggy white shirt with blue jeans without any shoes. He stands next to Olachi Wunta.
"And of course you fan girls we have Crimson mist here aswell".
A 6'2 darkskinned man steps out wearing a red superhero suit with silver lining all over his body, the most shiny silver complementing the blood red attire. The army gives a round of applause to the man.
He stands next to Kleynon.
The man on the megaphone starts to speak, "Now im going to leave because I have other things to do... like not die and have a wife that will end up with another guy in 2 months tops".
As the man in all black walks away parting the army in half as they make him a walk way its silent...BOOM! BOOM!.
2 bullets hurl towards the man one hitting him in the back of his neck one hitting him in the back of his head killing him instantly.
The attention of everyone immediately shifts to the direction the bullet came from.
Sitting on a white horse sat a darkskinned man wearing what seemed to be african tribal clothing with his sleeveless oversized dirty peach colored shirt, extravagant earrings dangling his medium long dreads now resting on his head as he reloads his makeshift like sniper that looks as if it was made from wood copper and metal.
BOOM BOOM .
2 more bullets hurl towards the army who start to rush towards the man, both bullets pierce through a solders head killing him.
Then behind the man emerges an army of about 70 men who all have the appearance of a African tribal army.
Leading the army was a man with short curly hair and an average full beard, his eyes dark brown yet glistening in the sun as he walks with a gold chest place only strapped to his left peck.
Wearing no shirt he walks...the army starts to shoot bullets at the man and his army.
He puts his left hand up above his face to protect his eyes l, his cheeta print shorts dance in the wind, he walks...his army forms a single line behind him for shelter as bullets bounced off his body, he walks... the fully golden axe in his right hand is raised he stops walking...the gunfire stops for a brief moment as he gathered his breath to yell something.
"LET THERE BE PAIN AND SUFFERING FOR YOUR ACTIONS, YOU USE YOUR FLESH TO HARM OTHERS YET YOU CONVINCE YOURSELF THAT YOU ARE THE GOOD GUYS, SO TO REAP WHAT YOUR FLESH HAS SOWN I BRING TO YOU ANOTHER PERSON YOU HAVE BELITTLED, LET THE FLESH TITAN THROUGH!".
The army behind him including the man on the horse that was seemingly untouched despite standing still looked to the ground. So did the man aswell.
A being from the back of the line starts to reveal itself, it looks like a hairless wolf with only hair on its head with dark Grey long messy hair and a chinstrap of dark gray facial hair.
His eyes are a blood orange filled with rage with his big nose huffing naturally flaring as he slowly lets go of his composure.
He has 1 light brown horn above each ear, his brown skin suddenly has veins popping up everywhere as he starts running towards the army.
The creepiest part not being that he looks that of an abomination but the fact that he moves exactly as a human.
Standing around 6,6 around 250 pounds of pure muscle hes moving at 34 miles per hour towards the army as they are frozen with fear.
The 3 heroes Kleynon Parcel, Olachi Wunta, and Crimson Mist run towards the being, the man with the gold chest plate smirks, "Let this be the start of a new age" he whispers to himself.