In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by theembers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, hechose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boilingblood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wrongedhim. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bile of his sword namedhim... the Doom Slayer.Tempered by the fires of Hell, his iron will remained steadfast through the passage that preys uponthe weak. For he alone was the Hell Walker, the Unchained Predator, who sought retribution in allquarters, dark and light, fire and ice, in the beginning and the end, and he hunted the slaves ofDoom with barbarous cruelty; for he passed through the divide as none but demon had before.And in his conquest against the blackened souls of the doomed, his prowess was shown. In hiscrusade, the seraphim bestowed upon him terrible power and speed, and with his might he crushedthe obsidian pillars of the Blood Temples. He set forth without pity upon the beasts of the ninecircles. Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding, the Doom Slayer sought to end the dominion of thedark realm.The age of his reckoning was uncounted. The scribes carved his name deep in the tablets of Hellacross eons, and each battle etched terror in the hearts of the demons. They knew he would come,as he always had, as he always will, to feast on the blood of the wicked. For he alone could drawstrength from his fallen foes, and ever his power grew, swift and unrelenting.None could stand before the horde but the Doom Slayer. Despair spread before him like a plague,striking fear into the shadow-dwellers, driving them to deeper and darker pits. But from the depthsof the abyss rose The Great One, a champion mightier than all who had come before. The Titan, ofimmeasurable power and ferocity. He strode upon the plain and faced the Doom Slayer, and amighty battle was fought on the desolate plains. The Titan fought with the fury of the countless thathad fallen at the Doom Slayer's hand, but there fell the Titan, and in his defeat the shadow hordewere routed.And in his terrible rancor between worlds and through time, the Hell Walker found the wretch whoshall not be named, but in his heresy was loyal to his evil cause. The wretch adorned the DoomSlayer in a mighty armor, wrought in the forges of Hell, impenetrable and unyielding. With sword andshield of adamantine strength, the Doom Slayer set to banishing all that were left unbroken by hissavagery to the void.Yet as the mighty Titan fell and dread engulfed the armies of Doom, the demon priests of the BloodTemples laid a trap to capture this scourge of Hell. Insatiable, even by the vanquishing of the GreatOne, the Hell Walker sought prey in the tombs of the Blood Keep. And blinded by his fervor, the luredrew him in. The priests brought down the temple upon the Doom Slayer, and in his defeatentombed him in the cursed sarcophagus. The mark of the Doom Slayer was burned upon his crypt,a warning to all of Hell that the terror within must never be freed. There he lies still, and ever more, insilent suffering.
