The Awakening of the God of the NetherWorld In the days of old, when humans roamed the earth, some were known to have committed terrible sins and lived wretched lives. It was during this time that a dark and powerful god began to stir.
The God of the NetherWorld had been dormant for centuries, waiting in the shadows for the perfect moment to strike. As the humans continued to spiral into darkness, the god grew stronger, biding his time until they were damned to his kingdom.
Legend has it that the god could see into the souls of the humans, and he reveled in their misery. He watched as they turned on one another, consumed by greed and envy. He listened as they cried out for mercy, but it was too late. Their fate was sealed, and the god was ready to claim his prize.
The whispers of the god's awakening spread throughout the land, striking fear in the hearts of all who heard them. Some tried to ignore the warnings, believing that they were just old tales spun by the superstitious. But others knew better. They knew that the god was real, and that he was hungry for souls.
And so, the people began to pray. They prayed for salvation, for protection, for anything to save them from the wrath of the god. But their prayers went unanswered. The god had already made up his mind, and he was coming for them.
The trees began to wither and die. The skies turned dark and ominous. The earth shook with the god's fury. There was no escape from the god's wrath. He had come to claim what was rightfully his, and nothing could stop him.
And so, the humans were doomed to a fate worse than death - eternal damnation in the NetherWorld.