It is approximately one day (or is it?) since the death of the demon known as The Romancer. In the end, he finnaly met his doom by his own arrogance. The weakness that he made for himself was the image that he was a sort of god, omnipotent and indestructable. In the end, that brought him down when he began to question that thought and let down his concentration...
But alas, in the opening of the dark abyss, he took me in as well as he. I barely escaped with my life. So, I am hiding, in this Hell of Hell's, waiting out the time at which they search for me, and they do. I've managed to escape with my cunning and...senses....granted to me by my father. I've nothing to do now but record my thoughts in this book I found, curiously titled "Grimorium of the Slayer". Peculiar enough, the books pages are blank, and though I turn them, I can never get to the end.
More on this later, time to move!
 HellionBoy666 · Mon Oct 04, 2004 @ 12:36pm · 1 Comments |
