The Dark Lord|
You are on the brink of exhaustion, bleeding from
a thousand wounds inflicted by the Foul Demonlord.
But in the end you slaughtered him.....|
The Hordes that were his to command are now free
of his WillPower, when seeing you they now know
only one thing, to kill anything that comes to
to weak to fight again you run, after a few miles
of running and them gaining on you you come some
sort of Druidic Circle.
Seeing all the Bodies hanging from it you come to
the horrid discovery this was one of the Sacrefecial
Shrines to the DemonLord.
Oh no, you have been standing here to long, well
no need to Die easy...
Once again you pick out your favourite weapon and
when running at them with a vengeance you shout :
"Come on you Sons 'o Bitches, you wanna live 4ever!"
New WAD from scratch|