"Your highness the souls has been collected. I hope they satisfy you," said a dark red figure keeling toward the throne of hell. the towering dark man watched as the souls came one by one. "I feel the time has come, hasn't it?" said the colossal figure getting up from his throne "it's time to look for my successor" He smiled demonly. He raised up and unleashed his black wings. It casted a shadow as they spread over the lesser beings. He lifted the sword and firmly planted in front of him, point facing down as it created a huge sound as it echoed throughout the underworld. He grabbed the amulet and spinned it in a circle, the amulet got brighter every time it was spinning faster,then the amulet left his hand to break through the gates of hell and travel to find the next worth to be the king. The colossal figure grabbed his sword and heaved it to one of the doors to stop it from closing he rushed and the moment he almost left he grabbed his sword the huge gate closed behind him and he was headed to the mortal world.