Jan 25, 2006 04:14
Demons
have been running amok in New Sanctum, as much as I had to admit it, I
am happy to see these events come to pass. Mundus' plans are finally in
action, so soon he will come out of hiding and I will have the chance
to once again banish him into the neitherworld where he belongs.
The demonic blood the runs through my veins is screaming for his blood,
this battle I feel is mine and mine alone. Though I have gathered many
allies who want nothing more than to aid me in slaying the dark lord,
the closer I get to finally meeting him in combat the more my blood
screams that this is my kill and my kill alone. This blood lust is
maddening.
I have given my word to Vergil that the one who will slay the Dark Lord
will be him. I believe this to be the hardest promise I will ever have
to keep. I do not wish to see anyone face Mundus except for me, I do
not wish for him to lay on finger on my son's, I do not wish for him to
have the chance to kill anyone I love.
I have to admit, the closer I get to Mundus the more my demonic blood
pulses, all of the old familiar urges that I have surpressed come to
the surface. I rather enjoy the feeling.
When you die Mundus I want you to look into they eyes of the men who killed you.
They will be the sons of Sparda.
vergil,
mundus,
dante