Prologue

I open my eyes and feel myself floating in a black space... dimension...plane... whatever the hell you want to call it, I can't see shit!

"Haha" I laugh to myself.

"They said that what awaited you after death would be a bright white light at the end of a long dark tunnel. Well, I know that's some serious bullshit now don't I! It's just darkness; endless darkness..."

"Oh. Hi there, don't mind me floating here! Now, I'm sure you guessed it, but I'm already dead, surprise!" I do some cool jazz hands. "This is a story with an already dead main character, how original right?" Anyways, back on topic; so now you're wondering: well, how did you the awesome, cool, amazing ladies' man, and totally not a crazy madman like you, Arthas, end up dead?" I said... to no one... again.

"Well I'm bored, floating, and can't see anything below the belt (or at all) so I'll tell you a story!" *Clears throat*

"It all started when I was three and my parents died in an airplane crash; according to the orphanage. I stayed in said orphanage until I was adopted at the age of five. My life improved by leaps and bounds, right?" I chuckled. "If you said NO then... You were RIGHT! YAAAAAAAY!" I shouted while clapping. *Clap, clap, clap, clap*

"So anyway, it got worse here because the "family" that adopted me was a cover for an assassin training camp for a major crime syndicate, and oh boy here we go! I was placed in a class of 30 other kids and forced to go through grueling training all over the world until I turned 16. The best part was when I graduated by killing the 5 remaining kids in my class. Fun times..."

"Now, does it get any better? Of course it does! I don't have to kill any more childhood friends... if I had any left. I spent the next 12 years as an assassin/hit-man and yes, an upbeat one; I mean why do i have to be cold, like all the other assassins?"

"Anyways, I got in trouble at the prime age of 28 when I may have snapped during a meeting, killing the head of the syndicate and everyone in the meeting, but it ended with me getting major injuries, barely leaving the building alive. The next thing I remember is seeing a small girl tripping in to the street with a large truck less than a dozen yards away."

"So, if I'm going to die anyway, why not save someone else before I go? I ran out on to the street and threw the girl to the sidewalk. For the shits and giggles, I turned to the hit-men chassing me, flipped them off and yelled 'See you motherfuck...' I miscalculated the speed of the truck and got rewarded with being turned into meat paste and sent to this God forsaken shit hole of a space...type...thing...Fuck it! I'm calling it the 'Fucking Shit Hole of Fucking Darkness'!"

I looked around and thought "yep, still can't see... maybe I'm blind... I did get hit by a truck, hmmm....."

Chapter 1

"Hello! How long am I going to be floating here?" I yell into the darkness around me. However this time a hollow voice replies from said darkness.

"When your judgement is complete."

"Sure thing, just don't take too damn long, I got places to be!" I reply back to the voice as I endlessly float around.

'Man, I am going to hell; well this is shit, god damn it.' After what seemed like an eternity, there was a sudden flash a bright white light in front of my face which aparently brough me onto solid ground in front of a man in black plate armor and a grey hood which shadowed his face; creepy if I do say so myself.

The room is made out of dull grey stone with three passage ways. The path to the right was lit up in golden light, the path in the middle had a complete absence of light, and to the left was lightly lit in ice blue that sent chills down my spine.

"Yo, I got two questions for you! Where in the hell am I, and where in the hell is your face?" I ask the creepy guy in the hood.

"For your crimes of wanton murder you should be sent into the void, but someone saved your ass and brought to our attention that just before your death you saved an innocent. So we offer you two choices: purgatory with a chance of reincarnation, or the void to suffer for the rest of eternity" (Creepy no-face guy).

"Didn't really answer the question, but whatever. That's kind of a hard choice". I swear if the guy had a face, the potential for a raised eyebrow was there.

"Nah, I'm just fucking with you. So what's in purgatory?"

"Purgatory is the battlefield of souls. You will need to fight your way to freedom. Before you begin the Dark Mistress will give you up to three items that will help you through your struggle through purgatory" (creepy no-face guy).

"Well see ya no-face! I'd stay and bug ya more, but I'm curious who this Dark Mistress is"

"Gain Power and thou may come to learn who I be." I swear I'm comming to see a trend with all the creepy voices and shit. The voice was feminin but seem shallow and on the verge of death. I turn around to try and fine the source of the voice, but there was no one; and of cource no-face had to disappear when my back was turned. The tunnels on the left and right sealed up and the middle black one was now my only option. Lovely.

A sudden suction force started pulling me toward the path and just as I stepped into it, the world swirled around me for a moment followed by blackness.

When I came to, I was in a dull world; the ground was covered in grey dirt and the sky was full of boring grey clouds that never seemed to end.

"Fuck, this place looks boring as shit. What the fu--" in my hand there was a pouch that fell like it was pulsing with some sort of power, or a heart...can it be the first one? I opened it to find a jet black dagger. It looked to be made of one solid piece of black metal, but beside that it didn't look to special.

"Mother fuckers told me I could get three items, and all I got was this one god forsaken dagger!" Holding the dagger, It started to feel like some tendrils of power started feeling my mind; or I'm going nuts... definitly the second one regardless of the damned dagger. "Might as well get the show on the road after this ripoff". I began traversing this grey world.

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After a bit of a walk, I found a camp site with a fire that was circled by four tents. From my vantage point I can see four indivuals; so long that no one is to comfortable in that camp with eachother, that should be everyone. I attempt to get closer to them to just hear what they're saying.

"Two months man, and we only got seven newbies" A large man said to the others.

"Hey, at least we have enough blood to last for now, right? A tall skinny man replied to the large one.

"I think Razz is right, we need a new spot" A short but muscular man stated.

"Shut it you two, we will stay here for two more months before moving out" The last man said, he was wearing a black cloak. He stood up and as he was walking to his tent said "Oh Razz, have fun, you get first shift"

The two others went back into their tents after saying ' good night' to one another, leaving the man called Razz to mumble cusses to himself.

After waiting and making sure the rest were asleep, I sneaked up behind Razz, covered his mouth with my left hand and used my right to slice his neck open with my shiny new dagger. Maybe there was something more to this dagger because it felt like there was almost no resistance as I sliced him open. Blood spurted and poured out of his neck with slight gurgling sounds as he attempted to scream, or curse at me; don't really care which. I then gently lay the corpse down to keep the noise down.

I then sneak into the tall skinny guy's tent. I finish him off like the first; cover his mouth and open his jugular. As I was walking out, the short muscle guy comes out of his tent and walks over to the Razz corpse.

"Hey Razz, I wanted to tal...!" he was cut short by my dagger that was not sinking deep into his neck.

I turn around and see the guy in the black clock coming up fast; I push off with my left foot just barely dodging a punch to my head by the guy; who I guess is the leader of this little outfit. After doing the punch, I pivot on my right foot and bring my left foot up and roundhouse and hit him in the face causing him to take a few steps back. Without letting him recover, I grab his collar and performed a Nage waza throw which caused him to land on his back. I get on top of him and press my dagger against his throat and say "Man! You must really suck at fighting!"

The guy didn't say anything and just glared at me. "Oh, you don't talk much. Well, that's good and back. Because you're going to listen to my questions; then you're going to answer them, ok? Let's get started then!" I put on a smile to set the mood.

"What's this talk about blood?"

"What are you a newbie or something? How don't you know about blood? But how do you have a weapon...AHHHH!" He looked at me confused but started to scream after I dig my dagger into his left elbow and twisted.

"Tsk, tsk, I asked what you needed the blood for" I asked once again with a polite smile.

"It's to increase the power of your soul and it counts as a source of food here!" He yelled, grimacing in the pain that I inflicted on him.

So after a nice long chat with my 'friend' here, I found out a few things. The first is that the only food you have is blood of other souls, and the more powerful the soul, the more power you gain from it. Another thing, is you can gain more power by eating the hearts of souls, but creatures called Grims will begin to hunt you if you do.

Another, there are three gateways at the end of purgatory that will let you reincarnate; then there was some stuff about runes you can add to weapons. My dear 'friend' just so happened to have a Run of what he calls the darkness element. It was a black stone with a weird shape that I couldn't identify. He said the runes fuse with the weapon when you push the stone into the weapon.

So, after seeing off my 'friend'; I touched the rune to my weapon. The rune then exploded into black mist and began infusing into my dagger; I could feel the change, I knew it would become stronger now. Now to go Twilight on these guys...ignore that; please for the love of anything forget that I ever said that. The blood was sweet; definitely not the iron taste that I'm used to. Not only is this blood sweet, I feel more energized. I'm not going to eat their hearts yet (they look more like white cores instead of hearts).

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After finishing up with those hunters, I traveled for what I think is two days in this place. It's always dark and the only light source I've seen so far is a silver moon thing above the grey clouds. Finally, I found another group; this time there are seven people. 'Right, two choices here Arthas, be smart. Option A: take them out one at a time; or Option B run in there, guns a'blazin...Ahhh fuck it, CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!' Thus after my brilliant planning method, I ran in taking out the two guarding the outside of the camp with quick skillful slashes to the necks. This alerts the rest of the camp, causing the remaining five to run at me.

"Kill this fucker!" one of them yells as they run at me only having one weapon among them all.

On my two day walk, I learned a little how to use the run on my dagger. I focus the energy I felt from drinking blood into the dagger. This causes the black mist like glow which adds a nice effect to a slash from the dagger.

Charging up the dagger, I slash which causes a black line that hit four of the unprepared men, splitting them in half. The last one looked at me in utter terror; he escaped death by ducking at the last second. I just finish him off with a knife to the throat. After drinking the blood and looting the items (vials of pink liquid and black clothes 'so much damn black!'). I couldn't find the weapon the one of the idiots had, almost like it vanished into thin air.

'Man, when I cam to purgatory, I though this was going to be difficult, filled with skilled fighters! But noooooo, it's filled with a bunch of thugs and idiots that can't fight for shit! I have to say, this place is boring' I sigh and walk off into the sunset...moonset?...fuck it.

This is the start of my adventure in Purgatory.

Edited By: Arthinon

Arkeems note:

So I'll be Editing all the chapters; I am in the process of rewriting my lost chapters.