by Big Brother » Mon Apr 28, 2014 1:28 am
The mighty army of the Undead rises from the graves they reside in.
They take arms and destroy the current occupant of the hill.
They then, in their superior numbers, merely cover the hill in undying flesh, that which no pain can interfere.
The ruler of the hill is naught but a large legion of ZomBies, for the power that is the hill is too strong for one man to rule.
Alas, being part of the undead army, DoomIris is reborn from the ashes of war, and begins to plot for the ultimate revenge.
Beware, you have woken the dead.
Naught but god can save ye now.
But god is irrelevant, because of the amount of unholy power, he dare not shine light upon the darkened hill, and does not stray close enough to awaken the beasts that lie waiting in the graveyards of hell.
The dead may not tell tales, but they certainly have one.
Chairman of The Vault