Darko stood on a balcony while the devourer did his job with his champion. He watched over his realm, watching as the souls charged with mining dug out more Deahrulm. A metal Buried deep in the underworld. He turned to the council room where he and his dark hearted brothers and sisters sat and he looked at the prophets wall and looked at one that said 'dead but undying oblivion walks the earth.' Darko pondered this before, he still doesn't understand. But he knows where he can get his answers. So he vanished in a dark cloud of smoke and reappeared in the heavens. "X!!" Darko stood behind his old seat in with the others. His scythe in hand as guards of the gods surrounded him. "No more riddles, no more games, What does it mean by oblivion will walk with mortals." One of the guards shouted. "SILENCE DEATH BRINGER" Darko glared at the guards through his dark cowl. "ENOUGH" Darko grabbed the guard that barked a order at him and lifted him. "I demand answers and I demand them NOW!"his slammed the mighty blade of that scythe into the table putting the part he had read down in the underworld in blood