The war pigs on the battle field squeal with pain as the enemy blazed through the turf with such ferocious force that the army themselves were completely destroyed. The ghoulish beings of the nether realm materialized and began spewing protoplasm from their mouths and blood from their eyes, screaming banshee-like wails of pain and sorrow. The wizard of doom rose from the depths of hades blasting orbs of deadly energy from his fingertips, leaving nothing but burning flesh all around. The gods of the heavens came down for a mighty battle to decide the fate of man and all of the beings created by the mighty creator Himself. When the prince of time destroys the sands, all will be lost and life will have to start a new. Until then, all fight and cry with honor and sorrow dying one by one, friend and foe, the skies will cry blood and all will perish to live and fight again.
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