A world of darkness...
Obegrin sat up on the rotting body of his undead steed, flying high up in the sky, a few miles above the Devil Spire.
His cold, unfeeling eyes scanned the entirety of the City with a single glance.
The expansion has already begun.
"Just as he promised, it has finally begun." The Devil said to himself, his eyes flashing with an ominous glow.
He stared down at his fist.
The Devil race did infact progress quickly.
He had already ascended to the second Tier, and had evolved from a {Sky Devil} to a {Sky Corpse Rider}. This was because the bloodlines of Mormon, the Devil of Gluttony, and Gorgoth the Devil of Violence, had begun the awakening process within him.
Normally, {Sky Devils} were much like {Blade Devils}, possessing just a tiny strain of the blood of Gorgoth. However, with the bloodline awakening, its effects become much more powerful and predominant especially physically.
His body had changed.
He had become more powerful.
