Hell’s Freeze Over

The days of Scorching Pits, Howling Nether Winds, Squealing Victims in the Distant, Pain and Chaos have come to its end. A silence settled down with the ground holding not even the faintest of warmth, no Raging Fires. The river of blood now, parched dry. A soft congestion filled the air almost to comfort. The stalking corners no more held Fear… there was Peace. Hell stood there like a distant dying star.

As destined, the period of Hell has come to an end. Deep within these once fearful realms in a library the Stone Tablet forged in fury’s chisel held these words:

“Hell shall come to pass with the day of the birth of the Twins, who shall vanquish and remove all the stains of our Pristine Glory. We shall fall, for our acts have been answered, fruitful. The twin born to the Star of Sirius will carry the Flame, the Pain, the Rage and Fear of Hell; he shall remain unnamed for he shall betray us. He will be the Black Widow that eats it’s own mother on birth. The twin born to the star Suiris will carry the Vile, the Sorrow, the Fury and Poison of Hell; he will be The Revenant. Praise him all Hell for he shall be our Eternal Durance.” words of Lord Hier Vandelwort Lucifer to his Fiend Generals before the first Holy Wars of Balance.

As per the immoderate seer eyes of Lucifer, the prophecy of Hell’s death was sustained. The Twins were born and have left Hell, dissecting and inheriting its spirit with them, in two equal parts.

SpitFire destined with the stars of Sirius to his birth

Eirune destined with the stars of Suiris to his birth