A subtle wind blew singing the omen of an upcoming war. Flocks of vultures circled around the barren field, waiting for the bloodshed to begin.
Dark clouds covered the sun's warm rays, shielding the sun's comfort and preventing it from hitting the Earth. Thousands of dark figures shrouded in darkness spread throughout the barren field, with 5 powerful Duke rank Demons and a single King Rank demon standing at the front of the army.
They all faced a singular being with eyes filled with contempt. It was truly a shocking scene as an army of thousands all stood awaiting to declare battle against one lone being.
"It seems you'll be fighting this war alone." The Darkness candidate smiled, mockingly, letting his dark wings prop up from his back.
I scoffed at his comment, letting my wings pop out from my shoulder blades too.
