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WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF BLAIN, THE SPAWNS OF THE UNDERWORLD COME TO DOMINATE, DEVASTATE, AND MELT YOUR FACE. WE WILL SLEEP WITH YOUR WOMEN, POLLUTE YOUR BLOODLINE, AND DINE ON YOUR FLESH. WE ARE THE LIVING UNDEAD. JOIN US AND OUR CHURCH OF MASS FORNICATION
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..trapped on the other-side of the black void alone, after the surprise attack by the devils army at the gates to the underworld, The vile reviled Reverend stumbles through mountains of ash and rivers of corpses. His quest, to claim the throne of Hell for himself and release his infernal master the Eternal that it might bring back his merry band of murderous miscreants, and she who holds his leash, The Deacon. Only Satan himself stands in the way on this march of the damned. The undead one feels that which pass's for his soul being consumed by fire's of hatred. The Black flames roar high as he spies Heavens golden spires shimmering in the distance, the putrid angels circling high above. This boogieman of the underworld vows to himself that he shall see all who oppose him thrashed til death. He hears the roaring anger of the black God known as Leviathan, Belial, and Lucifer in the distance. Baring his fangs he charges of in the direction from when the sound came. In his still heart hellfire's chant...THE AGE OF DEATH HAS ARRIVED!!!



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