My mind was in a haze, nothing really made sense anymore. I stood there on this hell of a battlefield surrounded by screams and shouts for help.
Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life.
If you crossed path with me.
