A loud shrilling noise blares throughout The Pit as a woman stands in the middle of it. Blood is painted on the walls and the smell of iron lingers in the air. Cynthia stands in the middle, soaking in the power from the death around her. The Gnomes were easy to kill with a few quick swipes of her Scythe and Cynthia easily took out the metallic creature who won the last fight.

It shocked her a few times everytime Cynthia slashed it but they weren't enough to hurt the newly powered maniacal woman. Seeing a shining door on the side of the arena, Cynthia walks over to it curiously. It doesn't have a handle but it definitely looks like a door. A bright red light is flashing above it.

She touches the door and it opens without warning with the door sliding into the wall it is connected too. Cynthia is puzzled by this but continues into the room, looking for the God who chose Cynthia to be his hero.

Once entering, the shrilling noise gets louder and louder and the sounds of footsteps echo throughout the hallway that Cynthia is now in. There are many but they sound weak and distance but Cynthia can barely see anything in the dark hallway. A loud thumping sound also echoes throughout the hallway followed by faint screams. The smell of blood drifts into Cynthia's nose from down the dark hallway.

She becomes increasingly intrigued as the smell of blood becomes more and more potent as if it is coming closer and closer to her. The loud thumping sounds have stopped but the footsteps haven't but they have changed. It is now just one pair of footsteps and assuming she will be in a fight, Cynthia readies her Scythe.

The power that came from the death of all of the gnomes is surging through Cynthia and she feels completely unstoppable now. A tall shadowy outline of a figure comes into Cynthia's view and she prepares herself. Crimson red eyes appear on the head of the unclear figure.

Instantly, Cynthia could feel a connection to this person, like she has known him her whole life.

'This must be him... The one I've been looking for... The one I will call God!'

You have gained a new follower!

The red eyes in the darkness squint at the new message appearing in his head. Vert doesn't understand what just happened or what it caused. Vert turns around to make sure no one is following him but the only person he can sense in the person in front of him. A girl's voice breaks the silence in the hallway.

"God of Death... Is that you?!" Cynthia cries out as she begins running towards the red eyes in the hallway. Vert lets out a confused 'huh?' as the girl runs closer and closer towards him. Not being able to see at all, Vert makes a light source out of a ball of lightning. A girl covered in blood is running towards him. Cynthia stops right in front of Vert and looks at what he looks at, eyeing him from his head to his toes.

Vert's once white outfit is nor stained an alluring crimson and his brown hair needs a nice trimming. Cynthia can feel the power from within Vert and can feel herself start to tremble a little. Ever since she became a Hero, Cynthia has become very power hungry since she was so weak for most of her life and seeing so much power in one person makes her daydream about if she had this power.

"Who are you again?" Vert says in his plain but smooth voice.

"It's me! The one you choose to be your hero and gave this Scythe to! Cynthia Faron!" Cynthia says in an enthusiastic tone. Vert looks at Cynthia's right hand and can see his Scythe that he had lost.

"Well fuck." Vert says in annoyment as he has no idea what has happened or what the consequences of his actions will be.