People crowded through the streets of Aegis Central, the hub in the centre of the city that contained most of it's shop. Well, not people in the strictest sense, at least not all of them. Demons walked alongside humans, and some of those figures who mingled through were beings even more obscure and mysterious. Great horned figures, many-armed snakes, and giant four-legged monsters. And yet, even those humans who walked among them matched them, having been blessed or cursed with supernatural capabilities, ranging from immense physical prowess to the abstract art of manipulating the mind. A delicate balance of power, overseen by those with the greatest gifts of them all - the gift to rule, and to control, the masses.
It was here that a series of events would occur, eventually to grow and escalate into either catastrophe or victory. Forces outside of sight prepared plots and plans, as the Demon Princes placed their hungry eyes of the souls of man. It was a small group of figures, who would then eventually determine the outcome of this series of events.
Unbeknownst to them, they were about to be drawn into the greatest cataclysm since WWIII.
[Main Street - North Side of Aegis]
With an explosive blast, the face of a weapon shop was blown to pieces. A figure dressed in casual clothing shot through, a gauntlet formed from mysterious black metal on each hand. A second figure, tall and imposing, walked from within the building, hundreds of tiny white lights floating about him. Each faced off, a silence prevailing for a moment, before both rushed at one another once more. Blades extending from the guantlets as the black metal reformed itself - white lights flowing from the tall man's sleeves before exploding in flashes of bright light.
It was here that a series of events would occur, eventually to grow and escalate into either catastrophe or victory. Forces outside of sight prepared plots and plans, as the Demon Princes placed their hungry eyes of the souls of man. It was a small group of figures, who would then eventually determine the outcome of this series of events.
Unbeknownst to them, they were about to be drawn into the greatest cataclysm since WWIII.
[Main Street - North Side of Aegis]
With an explosive blast, the face of a weapon shop was blown to pieces. A figure dressed in casual clothing shot through, a gauntlet formed from mysterious black metal on each hand. A second figure, tall and imposing, walked from within the building, hundreds of tiny white lights floating about him. Each faced off, a silence prevailing for a moment, before both rushed at one another once more. Blades extending from the guantlets as the black metal reformed itself - white lights flowing from the tall man's sleeves before exploding in flashes of bright light.