His hands trembled uncontrollably. But underneath the mask you could see the hum of the eyes that emitted a faint red glow. His blood stained hands slowly moved upwards and swept the long black hair. His enemies who had emitted a enormous bloodlust could now be seen trembling like mere mortals caught in the hands a predator who had found something funny. He could not stop himself from laughing when he recalled his life just 3 years ago. Black wisps of flame flowed out of his body and soon covered the blood drenched battle field. Soon the mist begun to take shape one of the men in a red dragon mail plate exclaimed in horror as soon he saw the emotionless eyes of the creature- no, creatures that stood behind the man with the mask. Death seemed to have griped him. There was no sound to be heard in that moment in the vast battlefield except for the light mumble of the masked man that seemed to say [ Leave no one alive.] . As soon as the silence was broken, an endless void full darkness seemed to surround his enemies. Darkness approached them and silently plucked the heads of the fear stricken enemies one by one. Darkness surrounded them until there was none...

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