Chapter 1

I the great Demon warrior Astaroth, have been imprisoned for five thousand years now. In the cold, quite and dark place, chained to nothing but unable to move. I’m left with my own thoughts at this point I’ve lost my sanity, you would wonder what brought me to this point of misery, it was my own stupidity.

Back in my glory days where I had my loyal followers, I had all my riches and someone I called a brother. I thought I had it all but I was so wrong I was betrayed by the one I call brother and tricked to war against the gods only to lead my companions the their demise.

I can only blame my self for not seeing how things changed. When we stopped sharing things together and when we became like strangers. I was a fool to think we would continue to be like how we were as kids but he was not the boy I knew anymore.

I knelt on the battlefield with lifeless eye, surrounded by my dead soldiers who fought to the end sacrificing their lives for someone like me, a foolish leader. I cried under the rain, tears I didn’t shed when I was abandoned, when I was starving or even beaten up to death. I cried for my people who were family to me.

Then he came to me standing in front of me with a triumphant smile on his face as if he had fulfilled his life’s mission. I screamed “WHY” with all the energy I had left but he never answered only laughing at my misery before leaving me. I was captured by the gods for disturbing the heavens peace.

In my isolation, I could only ask my self why, what went wrong, my brother who I love and cared for “Topher” his name sounds bitter to say it makes my heart ache so much. I swear on my companions I would destroy you and make you suffer till you beg to be killed.

As I continue my misery a light came from above, it was blinding maybe because I was in the dark for so long, the light seemed foreign to me but then I saw two guards. One of them then said “ you have been called upon for judgement the gods have finally decided your fate”.

I scoffed, my fate, they want to decide that after five thousand years I thought they had decided to let me die in this dark place. But I would never have guessed what decision those bastards had planned for me.