(Decided to make this a short aftermath for the main character of another theme song challenge I did, which can be found
Here)
Her eyes are tightly shut. Her grip is firm. Her will cannot be corrupted. And above all else, her might and passion cannot be fathomed. She is unstoppable. Azlaya pulls her lids away, revealing light blue eyes. She pulls her blades up to her chest for a moment, playing the Warrior's Prayer through her mind before pulling them back down at her sides and rushing forward. In her life, she had no meaning. In her death, she had saved the nations of the world. In her afterlife, she was faced with an eternal hell.
Where she was, she did not know. Why she was so well equipped to handle her situation, she was even less aware. She thrusts her right hand blade, a piece of red metal with the appearance of being permanently tempered and then slid into a hilt of gold and diamond, into the heart of another Grakk. The strange, goblin-like creatures never relented. Behind her lay a trail of bodies, easily counting to her first hundred. Before her charges an army of Grakk, easily counting to her next thousand. She strikes the next with her left hand blade, causing its body to freeze as it runs through. The blade was the opposite of the other, looking as if the blade had been frozen solid with blue ice and then slid into the same hilt of gold and diamond.
The female dwarven rogue ran both her blades across the next Grakk's neck, removing its head. No blood poured from the creatures. The lack of gore itself spread fear to her in its own cryptic way. She did not falter, however. Her blades struck down another, and then two more, followed by another hundred after those. Suddenly, a large Grakk breaks through the wall of the cavern she's in, large mace in hand. It swings at her, and she quickly avoids it. The mace swings by again, and she jumps, landing between two of the spikes on the mace. She quickly hops between the spikes until she lands on the shaft of it.
She runs up the shaft, blades prepared for a lethal strike. She runs the blades across the eyes of the humanoid beast, who then screams in agony as she runs her blades down its back so that she lands safely. She strikes another three Grakks, managing to reach the next tier up of the cavern by grabbing a ledge and pulling herself up. She looks out over the cavern, and it begins to fade. Begins to change, to a village. Is she in heaven now, for surely she is dead for such strange things to happen? She continues to watch as the scenery changes the the Grakk fade with it. The village, she's noticed, is actually her home town of Erylon.
Now she knows she's in hell.
