And so we now understand that it was written in the heavens that not all of us were to
survive. There weren't 5 chosen ones, but only 3. We now understand what we must do.
We must destory which we are after before the world is destoryed, for after witnessing
Lazuras's power we realize that Diablo, himself, makes Lazuras look like nothing.
                                     Chapter 5: The Final Destination
And so after conquering the demented Lazuras we travel the rest of the floor. We walk
upon a gaint star with a circle around it. Morbeus angered with his friends death steps
forward only to disappear then reappear. He tells us that he has found the way to the evil
ones chamber and so we go.
As we travel this foresaken floor, we find knights, knights that we once proud and true
corrupted and made into the powerfulest beings, called Blood Knights. Along with these
powerful demons are the spellcasters once again. We have named them Advocates. We
destory many monsters with Morbeus leading the way. Morbeus still full of pain from his
friends death loses all sanity for a time. He walks forward towards evil, as if death does
not exist, or maybe as he doesn't care no more. I just feel that he shall lead us to victory,
and so I follow.
One after one each creature is destroyed, just becoming a memory of this fateful battle.
We venture forth conquering monster after monster and finding switches that only leads to
more monsters. After the third switch we start to hear restlessness of the evil that is to be
unleashed with the turning of the next. Knowing this we arm ourselves. We ready for
battle, a battle that shall forever be remembered if we are victorious, and if not it shall be
in this journal about the events the brought us here. And so Morbeus flips the switch.....
                                       Chapter 6: The Final Battle
And so we hear a roar. A roar not of our world. A roar that we shall never forget till the
day we die.
I summon upon a spell which I have never used, never even seen. This spell shall be called,
Holy Bolt. I do not know where from or even if I did it, but I felt a jolt of energy come
from my body and shoot forth. The next thing I see I shall see in my dreams forever, for it
is Diablo, the Lord of Terror. And we stand ready. Morbeus, not a bead of sweat on his
forehead, just revenge on his mind. DiabloStalker, tall and strong waiting for the taste of
victory. And myself, only there, not knowing of what is to come, just that we must win to
survive.
And so Diablo looks at us with his eyes, and strikes fear into us. But we regain our
thoughts and start our attack. With every blow we can feel the anger growing in the evil
one's mind. We then learn only a fraction of his power. He calls upon the flames of hell
and not only hurts us but knocks us back, preventing us from attacking anymore. We try
to make a surprise attack by hiding behind walls, but his magic is to strong and he can
attack us without ever seeing us. And so DiabloStalker decides this is his moment and he
shall not ever be conquered by evil. He draws his sword back and swings with all his
might, but to his dismay Diablo is able to just turn and attack. Then Morbeus and myself
seize the chance. We run to him from the way he just turned. We thrust our swords
forward and knock Diablo's balance off. DiabloStalker, sees his chance and thrusts his
sword into the evil one's heart. Diablo starts to fall and is transformed. What we see next
baffles us. We see the prince, the kings son. He was Diablo. We are dripping with blood
and sweat but we are able to rejoice, for we conquered the evilest thing ever to roam the
world.
And so this is our story, the story of the destruction of evil.
                                         Dedication:Thank You
I would like to dedicate this short story to DiabloStalker, Morbeus, Warpax, and Prof.
Seagull for giving me inspiration for this story. Though none of them knew about this
story, they have contributed by just once knowing me. These are the people that have been
with the clan for the longest time, or once were great members of the clan and
disappeared. Remember that you people are my friends and Warpax, get well soon if you
haven't already.
Marvin Nutter a.k.a. Luke[OoB] "True to Yourself and Others, Legits Forever"
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