User blog:LakuitaBro01.2/Angel's Fall - Episode One Preview

“The human race, such a pitiful excuse for terrestrial life… the year is 4XXX, and their planet Earth has been used as a waystation for other life to pass through. Billions pass through a day, and the planet grows more and more polluted. It’s only a matter of time before something big happens, and time soon approaches…”



BOOM!



The sound echoed across Earth, a waystation and the city around it had just blown up due to an up-and-coming terrorist group know as the Hellbloods. A few billion were helplessly killed from the explosion, and trillion others mourned their deaths, including the main hero of this tail: Dante Franklin.



“D-Dad?” the eighteen year old asked his crying mother, just watching the way station implode. His mom just cried more, so Dante punched a huge hole in the wall and walked out. The flawed system of transportation had just cost his dad his life, and since he can’t say anything about this in his current government, he had to take action against the terrorists themselves.



“Such recklessness young Dante Franklin was. He donned a family’s heirlooms and set out to find local shamans and vendors, attempting to get the best gear and the best Tymolo, some might call it “Magic”. Against all odds, Dante got what he needed and set out to slay the Hellbloods, who had announced an attack on another waystation.”



Dante got to the waystation donned in the armor and the trinkets of the Tymolo and the weapons. He slew henchmen after henchmen, eventually making his way to the center room of the waystation, which was about a mile across. There stood Heirlich, a number one target of the Hellbloods, setting up the next bomb.



“You!” Dante’s voice echoed all around. “You assisted in the death of my father!” he said, holding back tears.



“I assisted in the death of billions, kid, do you think I really care about one measly soul?” he asked, saying this half-drunk and half-tiredly. “I’ve been up all night making another city-wide bomb so if you’ll just excuse my arse-“ Heirlich continued, but was cut short by having to dodge a bolt of light.



<p class="MsoNormal">“Fuckin’ Christ” he grunted as he got into a fighting stance. “Come, come, show me what fighting skills you got.”