From above the battlefield that once roared and raged, now waited like a picture stuck in frame.

Warriors that raged now settled.

Wizards that worked with powers beyond their control began to break at the sight of true power.

Healers began to grow anxious at the numbers that might be dealt, fearing they would not be able to keep those around them alive.

In life we are hardly given breaks, lengths of respite are allowed to those who do not chase greatness and the dying.

If we wish to achieve anything, we must move.

But now, as we stand in front of an unknown power that rips space and time and the realms unbreakable rules infront us.

Well, time seems to stop, to allow us to catch our breath; as if tell us that we are going to need it.

What comes next will leave us breathless, or worse- lifeless.

The ultimate respite is the infinite slumber.

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Steeling my heart, transcending my soul, engaging dragons breathe, I stood before the face of a demon-lord.

Before he could speak, I struck the behemoth with a question.

Who are you?

And why have you obstructed our raid.

My voice was calm, invoking everything I wasn't.

Playing the role of leader.

Fearful but certain that this was the right move.

The demon's eyes, large balls of fiery molten stared back with a look that could murder.

Then, he laughed.

A laugh that shook and broke the realm between chuckles.

His laugh was more powerful that my strongest blow. Than my transcended blade...

What a funny thing you are.

An implement of the weak realm wishes to know why I do what I please?

Boy, conquer the realm before you ever dare raise your voice in my direction.

Before I could retort.

The fiery vortex shut just as fast as it had opened. Taking the arid air and breathless atmosphere with it.

Another quiet silence followed.

Then came the roar that broke the eardrums and spirits of all those around.

[Hell's Bargain]

Giant letters appeared from a fractured sky.

A new event had spawned, one that crackled with energy and force.

Attuning my system, I peered deep into the letters and found the inner ranking of the event.

All events are scaled on a system hierarchy.

From: average, medium, hard, hell, nightmare, inferno, these being the only difficulties we know of.

Until now that is.

I shaked my head, second guessing myself, because what appeared before me was not one of the tiers I knew the realm offered.

Limbo

Fuck…

We had entered the first ring of hell.