The wind blew as the warm sun gazed down on the wasteland, fire burning the ground and broken equipment laying scattered everywhere.
In the midst of this unpredictable chaos, stood two men, one willing to take on anyone to save his world and another who thrives on destroying what is left of the world.
Two opposite mindsets, driven by the same motivation and passion with neither side wanting to give in to the other.
One of them, Zeno, the Successor, who was chosen by the Goddess herself to rid the world of evil and another is a demon, born from sin and given the title pride.
"Lucifer, you seem to be enjoying yourself." Zeno voiced out, walking toward Lucifer with flames surrounding his arms.
Lucifer laughed, "From that tone, I can guess you remembered." He uttered glaring back at Zeno almost instantly, "Great, now I don't have to explain why I want you dead,".
