The sky is darkening and the moon begins to rise alongside a seemingly hollow orb, Subjects of Azaroth rush to their homes with vivid terror on their faces as a giant bell begins to ring. No one dares to remain outside, For night...has come.The scene shifts to an underground slave cavern unknown to the world. Noise could be heard everywhere as hundreds of slaves chained to themselves guarded by an even greater number of veteran bandits were being led through the wide underground tunnels and feint sounds echoed as if someone was getting beaten with a whip. An old man fell hard on the ground as he got whipped by a big, bulky looking mid aged veteran bandit. The bandit was minus an eyeball, held a clob in his left hand and a whip in his right and large scars caused by different weapons lay across his ugly but somewhat intriguing face. "Get up you old bastard you'll slow the rest of the slaves down " The bandit roared his tone as deep and intimidating as that of the mighty king Kong. The old man shrunk into a thight corner "I'm tired please let me..... " The poor old man was smashed to a bloody pulp by the bandit's clob before he could say anything. The rest of the slaves moved backwards instinctively trying to get away from the bandit and their instinct were right. Clob guy suddenly smashed slaves who were close to him with a wide grin on his face "If anybody needs a rest" The Clob guy said "just tell me. I will personally make them rest.... Permanently". The slaves were scared out of their wits shivering and almost peeing their already dirty pants but a boy calmly stood in a corner looking forward. He was looking towards their destination with a strange calmness and an unreadable expression his eyes were crimson red, his short hair white and unruly with red colour at the edges, a white pale dirty skin. The boy was wearing filthy white jacket and trousers alongside the other slaves with gargantuan chains that attached him to the other slaves. Clob guy ordered the slaves to move and they soon began their journey. Their destination was a wide circular part of the tunnels capable of containingall the individual s present both slaves and slavers. The veteran soldier then said in a high reverberating tone "come out now We brought the slaves" Seven hooded individuals materialised out of the darkness. The one in the middle stretched his hand obviously expecting something. Clob guy's face twisted in frustration as he said "payment before service, where's my dough. " The mysterious group remained silent and still, the one of the strangers tilted his head sideways and said in a voice that had never been heard by the clob guy "you shall receive your payment in full after handing over the slaves" As he said this, a strange two headed dog came out of the darkness and released pressure as of threatening him to hand over the slaves. Even the normally intimidating clob guy looked like an ant in the presence of this four meters tall dog. As if being hypnotized, the clob guy shakily, handed over the rune used to control the slaves. The stranger in the middle tested it to see if it was real. He infused strange energy into it and then the gargantuan chains attached to the slaves' hands, legs and neck began to heat up and the slaves screamed in agonising pain with some even dying after a few seconds. As the strangers were about to leave, a crack appear above them on the ceiling and a big eye peeked through. The next second, a big paw like that of a tiger burst through the thick ceiling walls and instantly crushed one of the strangers into a bloody pulp before tearing another one apart with it's seven claws each one about two meters long. The rest of the strangers were faster than the dead two and dodged right when the monster swiped left. It's giant paws hit the walls of the tunnels causing it to tremble violently as the creature's second paw smashed through the thick tunnel ceiling threatening to smash everyone in sight. The boy who had been silent the whole time raised his head his and a small smile appeared on his face as he pushed the fragile man beside him towards the next attack of the monster. The chains connected all the slaves so upon contact with the fragile man, it pulled the slaves and scattered them to different corners of the circular tunnels. The young boy guickly ran as far away as he could from the monster. Barely dodging the strike of the creature, the young boy rolled fowards giving him a slight and short boost in speed. Soon he reached the chain limit and one of the monster's claw was coming his way. The young boy swiftly did a two step wall run and from the wall jumped as high as he could and again, he bearly avoided being slashed in half. He jumped high in the air but as he had reached the far distance that the chain was long enough to reach and the chain wasn't long enough to accommodate any more distance as a result, he was violently dragged down with tremendous force. Almost dislocating his shoulder, the boy hit the ground droplets of blood escaping from his mouth and his low scream could be heard echoing all over the tunnels. The boy rolled around writhing in pain as the monster continued its massacre there were only two hooded men left as the rest were either dead or eaten by the monster, Most of the slaves had been killed and anly a few tens of them were left. The young boy managed to get up but immediately he balanced, the monster swiped him to the right and he hit the wall spitting a mouthfull of blood, the boy slowly slid down barely conscious. After that last swipe, all he saw were blures and shadows dancing along the walls of the cave. He continued to hear screams as lost consciousness. "What a shitty life I've lived" The boy said his voice barely above a whisper. Those were his last words... Or so he thought. As the boy was on the verge of losing his consciousness, he heard something..... A voice. A low deep echoing voice that only he seemed to hear.
"[WELCOME MORTAL]"
The boy lost consciousness.