The Testament of the Slayer

Kill one man, you become a murderer, kill a thousand, a conqueror, kill them all, a god.

In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of creation, his soul blistered by the chaos of Abyss and tainted beyond redemption , he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Abyssal Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Titans, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the Slayer. Tempered by the fires of Hell, his iron will remained steadfast through the passage that preys upon the weak. For he alone was the Abyss Walker, the Unchained Predator, who sought retribution in all quarters, dark and light, fire and ice, in the beginning and the end, and he hunted the slaves of the Abyss with barbarous cruelty; for he passed through the divide as none but demon had before. In his conquest against the soulless of the Pit, his prowess was shown. In his crusade, the Gods bestowed upon him terrible divinity,. He set forth without pity upon the beasts of the Abyss. Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding, the Slayer sought to end the dominion of the dark realm. The age of his reckoning was uncounted. The scribes carved his name deep in the tablets of the Abyss, across eons, and each battle etched terror in the hearts of the demons. They knew he would come, as he always had, as he always will, to feast on the blood of the wicked. For he alone could draw strength from his fallen foes, and ever his power grew, swift and unrelenting. None could stand before the horde but the Slayer. Despair spread before him like a plague, striking fear into the children of Khyber, driving them to deeper and darker pits. In his terrible rancor, between worlds and through time, the Slayer found The Wretch Who Shall Not Be Named, but in his heresy was loyal to his evil cause. The Wretch adorned the Slayer in a mighty armor, wrought in the forges of Hell, impenetrable and unyielding. With sword and shield of adamantine strength, the Slayer set to banishing all that were left unbroken by his savagery to the void. Yet as the mighty Overlords fell and dread engulfed the armies of Khyber, the demon lords laid a trap to capture this scourge of the Abyss. Insatiable, the Abyss Walker sought prey in the deepest pits. And blinded by his fervor, the lure drew him in. The demon lords brought down the the Abyss upon the Slayer, and in his defeat entombed him in the cursed sarcophagus. The mark of the Slayer was burned upon his crypt, a warning to all of Khyber's spawn that the terror within must never be freed. There he lies still, and ever more, in silent suffering.