Once during times eons ago did the Angels wage battle fierce with those shrouded in Black. Burnt wings flapped down into the never-ending void of darkness as the Unholy Legions of the Horned One forged their way deeper and deeper into the gates of Heaven itself.
Fuelled by the sight of the Pearly Gates there arose a thunderous cacophony of roars that bellowed straight into the trembling hearts of Heaven’s last line of defense…putting faith in Him, the primordial Creator, they foolishly stood strong awaiting the burning armies of Hell.
The wounded and the few who survived painted chilling portraits of fire-breathing demons and venomous serpent-like creatures with the body of a wolf and the fanged head of a snake with eyes that sent all who gazed into it into a trance of death…they spoke of a great hound with 3 massive heads…Cerberus, the Guardian of Hell with claws and fangs dripping with poison…ripping apart Angels limb to limb howling in morbid pleasure as Heaven’s elite forces fell in chunks of flesh before his feral rage.
And then they spoke of Him…nay for scared were they to utter His unholy name…in blood did they write His name on Heaven’s floor for blood it is that satisfies His thirst…they spoke of Him, Hell’s Greatest Warrior…The Master of Cerberus…The Wielder of Bloodlust, The Warlord Of Blood…The DemonKnight!
Adorned with armor black as His soul with two slits in the Hellmet through which His fiery eyes blazed…the last sight for many an Angel before they fell before His evil cleaver He calls Bloodlust…
“LO! Behold that roar…it cannot be…but indeed Heaven’s Gate has been breached!” so bellowed The Archangel Gabriel…
“Fall back Angels and stand as one…The Kingdom Of God shall not fall today!”
So roared Gabriel he who is Angel of Vengeance and Death amongst others…The Man Of God!
“Come forth my brothers, None shall pass us!”
And thusly did Michael, Raphael, Uriel and Gabriel forge their immense power of Light into one force bright as the sun itself and as one did they strike and Hell’s minions fell by the hundreds and thousands as Light scythed its way into the abyssimal forces of the Night.
The undead horde began retreating in panic blinded by the sheer brilliance of their combined aura.
But nay…for all their valiant efforts it was but doomed to fail before the DemonKnight!
With a roar “ Enough! ” which echoed across all the worlds, He swung his mighty sword Bloodlust breaking the aura as if it were but mere glass and thusly did He speak:
“Brave are thee O Mighty Angels and valour such as I hath seen today, I doth admire. Take heart noble ones for as long as thee stand guard, Heaven shall not fall.
So sayeth the DemonKnight, so will it be done!”