[h1][color=9e0b0f]Damien- Hell, Satan's Realm[/color][/h1]

Above the known universe there sprawls an equally infinite plane known as Heaven. A place where the holy, just and pure go to rest when they die. However, at the opposite end, there is the afterlife. Split into four kingdoms, amongst four rulers, there is the Yang to Heaven's Ying. Trudging across the obsidian ground of Hell, the half-demon Damien made his way through the fiery realm. With Ravana resting along his shoulder, Damien looked around. Suddenly, the voice of his hammer, Morgana could be heard in his head.

[color=8882be]"Damien. Do you FEEL that? Hell is getting a lot more visitors... too many at once."[/color] She warned. Morgana had the voice of an older, soothing woman. She was definitely the mother of the five weapons that resided in Damien's head. Ravana was the leader, and probably resembled Damien in personality the most, although you could argue that it would be an exaggerated version in terms of cockiness and aggression. Bael, the dual chain scythe, was the strong silent type. He would almost never say a thing, only in dire or important circumstances. Then there was Yuki and Onna. The twin fists. Yuki was a bit more... venomous than her younger sister, who was more child=like and excitable.

[color=9e0b0f]"Something's going on out there. Hell's energy is all over the place."[/color] Damien replied. [color=ed1c24]"Let's get out there kid. If it's a Demon, we can't let that thing rampage much longer. If the afterlife fills up then an army of them will flood the living universe."[/color] Ravana said. He hated being called kid. With a 'hmph', Damien slung Ravana off of his shoulder and swung the sword downwards. He sliced open a portal to the living realm, although Damien wasn't exactly in control of where. Unsummoning Ravana's form, the Demon Hunter stepped through.