Introduction: Caleb

~ WARRIOR ~

Disturbed

SCENE ONE

"I am now an instrument of violence.

I am a vessel of invincibility.

I cannot leave this undecided.

Stepping down to battle another day."

DAEVA.

DAIVA

DEV

DIV

Lame Name variations but signifies only ONE meaning – DEMON.

To anyone who sees, reads or hears the word either curls their lips in repugnance or cowers in fear. Most, if not all, assume or presume they knew everything about my kind. I don't blame anyone for this though 'coz there's a kernel of truth to what history has written.

But that's not all that there's to it. Once upon a time, my specie wasn't the big baddie of what the world knows now. This might come as a shock but we used to be guardians too. Protectors. Fighters. WARRIORS. Until THAT fateful day came where my kind was subjugated and enslaved which turned us to what we are known now.

ESHM

ESME

Anger. Wrath. Rage. That's the only emotion left of us, of me, when EVERYTHING I hold dear was spitefully and pitilessly taken from me. I cultivated hatred until the day I will get my revenge. It is the only feeling that's driving me until NOW.

SCENE TWO

"Remember me for all time this.

Determination is a vital part of me.

Surrender now or be counted.

With the endless masses that I will defeat."

MALPHAS

My race has always been coveted since the dawn of time. We are not only good at building high towers and houses, the common knowledge witchcraft summoners know. We specialize in MANIPULATION, NECROMANCY, ESPIONAGE, BATTLE TACTICS AND STRATEGIES, MAGICAL WARFARE.

SCENE THREE

"Come on, bring it, you don't see it.

I don't believe it.

Broken down, till your hope has died.

Beat down.

Till the victory is mine.

Stand up and show me some pride.

And now, are you ready?"

"ENEMIES KILL. FRIENDS BETRAY."

The burning mantra that enabled me to live through the worst countless battles. Annihilate all opposing subjects. Leave no survivors. Trust NO ONE. Especially those you think allies. Treason always comes unexpectedly from creatures you thought on your side. So be constantly two steps ahead on both your enemies and allies. Only then will you have your head still intact.

As a general of my own legion, I had commanded millions. Then, the Elder Malachai came and reduced me to what I am now. An apathetic slave to his cursed bloodline. Nowadays, I might be serving the newest demon spawn now, it still strikes a painful jab at my already battered pride. My only consolation was that I can, at least, tolerate the Malachai embryo who blithely inherited me. What can I say? Apparently, Blood is thicker than pus. So I'll grudgingly endure. We are in the middle of a war that I can't afford to lose. A warfare that I also have vested interest in. My vendetta will live on. I WILL FIGHT TILL MY LAST BREATH.

SCENE FOUR

"I'm one with the warrior inside.

My dominance can't be denied.

Your entire world will turn into a battlefield tonight.

As I look upon you, through the warrior's eyes now.

I can see the fear that will ensure my victory this time."

(DEADLY) NIGHT SHADOWS

The famed Mavromino army wielded by the young Malachai, prior to the Ambrose, is now revived by Cyprian, the newest thrice-damned Malachai heir. Whose army of which I once proudly served as one the generals, of which I relished with the utmost honor, is now my bitterest enemy.

So come now, my fellow bloodthirsty monstrosities. Let's dance to the tune of pure bloodshed. I can't wait to tangle with you fuckers and make you regret siding and serving the wrong Uma-Šarru!

SCENE FIVE

"I can't be told the compromises.

From every toppled body lying at my feet.

They know for minimal reminder.

They will speak my name for eternity."

CALEB

Contrary to what the creatures who came into contact with me says, I am NOT cantankerous. That's just a façade I wear exceptionally well for the sole purpose to deceive. The ice that runs in my veins since the beginning. Glacial and impassive, I take no concession of and in all forms. In war, there are only two outcomes. VICTOR AND LOSER. I'm definitely NOT a loser.

SCENE SIX

"I have no need of any guidance.

I am a weapon powerful beyond belief.

Seen through the warrior's eyes.

I never need to question how to defeat you."

HALF BREED

A warning and advice for those who seek to undervalue my lowly status. DON'T. I might be labeled a mid-level rage demon Malphas, but I wield powers more than the sad title. You only knew my weak-ass maternal line. But you haven't uncovered powerful paternal side...YET. As to what those abilities are, ITS FOR ME TO KNOW AND FOR YOU TO FIND OUT. THAT IS, IF YOU SURVIVE.

SCENE SEVEN

"Come on, bring it, you don't see it. I don't believe it.

Broken down, till your hope has died.

Beat down.

Till the victory is mine.

Stand up and show me some pride.

And now, are you ready?"

ŠARRU-NAMUŠ

Didn't know what the hemorrhoid was thinking when he ignominiously assigned me the said position. Ašû-Šarru should have been more fitting. Shrugs. Don't fucking care. As long as I get to annihilate, eradicate, exterminate, kill or obliterate someone or something in my path, I'm deliriously cool with it. BRING IT, MUTHAFUCKERS!

CAN'T WAIT TO WINTER FOR PLAY.