Five more days had passed since the last attempt to take the walls of Necrograd and the siege was still ongoing. The news from the other fronts was grim, with the forces of evil still on a warpath through the People’s Union of Rusk, seemingly intending to take the capital of Moscow last. The news from the former Siempre Dorado Kingdom was even more dour, as the Kingdom’s remains were being desecrated by the madmen and infidels that had poured in through the ports. The ‘Forever Golden’ Kingdom had been irrevocably tarnished and was now bearing the name ‘The Sanguinocracy’.

However, all of these misfortunes could be reversed if only they could take the city of Necrograd. If it fell, then the total control it had over its puppets would be shattered. The mind control that had been placed upon the people of Albion, Teutonia, Siempre Dorado and more would be broken, and they would rise up in defiance against the Abominable King’s surviving minions. The monster would fall to the might of the Heroes, and with his death the world would be made right.

…

It was night, and in a tent, Kevin continued his nightly debauchery and sadism. He had been forced to kill a few of his slaves because their ****** bodies had gotten pregnant by his hand. He was not going to let a mule be born to his line, not if he was to be considered a true member of the groups that he was a part of back home on Earth. In his eyes, a child born of a union between himself, a pure-blooded White Anglo-Saxon Person, and a ‘filthy ****-colored ******’ was an unthinkable sin. Better to end the child early along with the ‘******* bitch’ who dared try and sire a child for him than have a mutt be born.

As he continued to beat the women that he was doing the dirty with, he felt the wind blow in through the flap in the tent.

“What the fucking god-damned hell do you want?! I’m busy!” Kevin yelled at whoever had entered the tent.

“You truly are a lost cause.”

The deep and masculine voice behind him made Kevin even more livid. He grabbed the woman he was fornicating with by the hair and turned around with her still being impaled by him.

“Who the fuck-!?”

There was a towering colossus of a man clad in black armor and wearing a skeletal crown upon his head. There was no mistaking it; The Abominable King himself had snuck into the camp to assassinate him!

“Wakanda had told me of how terrible you are, but even when compared to myself or even Alexis you may very well be the greater of two evils. Keeping slaves… despicable. Killing unborn children due solely to their mother’s skin color… truly evil. And they say that I am ‘Abominable’.”

Kevin summoned his ‘Fuck Everything Gun’ and aimed it at Kain.

“A futile move.” Kain uttered as the weapon fired, only to seemingly not hit him.

“What?! How?!” Kevin screamed.

“The answer is simple, but I have no intention of telling you what it is. If you are so smart, why don’t you figure it out on your own? But it doesn’t matter anyways, as upon Sunday, merely five days from now, I and my forces will meet yours upon the open fields outside of my city. We will face you on the western side and send what remains of your army after the battle running for the hills. Do not disappoint me by refusing to consolidate your troops. I have had my fun by grinding your infantry down upon the walls, and now I want to crush you all at once, not bit by bit. I want my children to sleep soundly, knowing that our enemy has been utterly crushed to paste.”

With those words, Kain disappeared from sight, leaving the still furious Kevin standing there with his now limp dick still inside the body of one of his slaves.

“Heh. You want a fight? Well I’ll give you one you’ll never forget! And you’ll never forget it because you’ll be dead at the end of it!”

…

Sunday, the day of the decisive battle outside the western walls of Necrograd, had arrived. Both the infantry and cavalry had taken up positions facing east and were intending to box in Necrograd’s forces once they eventually emerged from within the city. Every foolish man, woman and Hero among the forces loyal to the doomed Confederacy was assembled here and waiting for Necrograd’s massive and impenetrable gates to open and disgorge Darksol’s military might from within.

Precisely at 10:00 AM, the gates began to creak and open. First out of the gate came the undead cavalry comprised of Noir Knights and a mix of Dire Wolves and Death Hounds. From over the top of the gate flew Fel Bats and Hell Bats and after these ones had taken up position the Crypt Guard Warriors and Halberdiers emerged, followed by a few hordes of Crypt Zombies and Wraiths. To finish things off, Skeletal Magi and a mix of Crypt Guard Riflemen, Skeleton Archers and even some formations of living humans carrying crossbows emerged and took up their positions in front of the undead infantry.

The sheer amount of powerful undead shook the morale of the followers of the false goddess, but a few choice words from their commanders eased the nerves and raised morale once again. The numerical advantage was held by Darksol as even after the heavy hitters had taken up positions more undead and mortal soldiers kept flowing out of the western gate. The numerical advantage rose from 4/1 to up to 10/1 in Darksol’s favor as Tier 1 undead formations emerged one after the other and massed together.

With Kain’s, Alexis’ and Alistaira’s combined forces now deployed, the sea of bodies loyal to the Greater Darksol Empire dwarfed those opposing it. As one, the military of Darksol advanced along the plains towards the idiots of the Luminas Confederacy. Step by step the distance was closed, but before a single arrow, crossbow bolt or bullet could be fired, something unexpected happened.

The Hero known as Kevin rode out in between the two forces and issued a challenge to Kain himself.

“I demand a duel between myself and the Abominable King! If you have any honor or courage, then come and settle this fight in a duel to the death!”

Kain, still on the top of the gatehouse, heard the challenge and wondered what could be going through the idiot’s mind. But who was he to deny this fool a chance to die horribly? Breaking this brat in front of the rest of his would cripple the enemy morale, after which his own, his wife’s and Alistaira’s forces could swoop in and eliminate them.

“I accept your challenge!”

Kain leapt from the gatehouse and landed in front of Kevin. This, along with Kain’s powerful aura, startled Kevin’s horse so much that it fainted due to shock, leaving Kevin with just barely enough time to get off before the warhorse toppled over.

Kevin drew a sword from his hip and took an amateurish stance. His choice of weapon was the main sword of Nagato Yamagishi, a blade he had ‘borrowed’ just for this occasion.

“I don’t like using this dumb jap weapon, but it’s better than the shit that everyone else has. Just die already so I can have my paradise!”

Kevin’s words did not make Kain feel even the least bit intimidated. In fact, he was rather enjoying being the lesser of two evils. It would be a shame once Kevin was dead and he once again became the ‘biggest evil in the world’ despite no longer wishing for pure carnage, evil and destruction.

“Yes, yes. You are big and mighty. Just shut up and fight; My kids are watching, and I want to give them a show.”

In hindsight, Kain should not have said those words, because as soon as he did…

“Kids? You have kids? Well, it doesn’t matter. They’ll be raped, butchered and put on display once I kill you, your whore of a wife and the rest of the people that support you. Who knows, I may simply let you live long enough to watch them suffer and die!”

As soon as the last word exited Kevin’s mouth, the air changed. Kain’s aura, once easily perceptible by anyone with a lick of sense, now seemed to have completely vanished.

“What. Did. You. Say?”

Kain’s tone was filled with rage and hate, but even after enunciating ever single syllable Kevin still had not taken the hint that he was now in deep shit.

“I said that I am gonna rape your brats and your wife in front of you and string them up by their own innards while you watch on helplessly! Can’t you speak American or are you too dumb to understand?! Do I need to drill it into your thick skull that I am gonna-!”

He did not get his chance to finish as Kain’s fist whipped out at an insane speed and directly impacted Kevin’s face. The idiot went flying, his nose shattered and the right side of his face and jaw were riddled with fractures. As Kevin realized that he had just been ‘sucker punched’, the pain hit him like a Mack Truck. Quickly, he popped a healing potion taken from the Dungeon and healed his injuries while regrowing some lost teeth.

“YOU HIT ME!” Kevin yelled in surprise and indignation as Kain merely stood still.

“I’ll fucking do it again. You don’t threaten my family and live to tell the tale. I was going to toy with you, but I changed my mind.”

Kain’s gaze fell upon Kevin as he rose to his feet.

“Embrace the futility of your own existence and perish!” With that one sentence, Kain charged towards the idiot Hero. Now completely blinded by an unstoppable rage, Kain ignored the other Heroes that rode out to protect their lifeline. He would end this damn brat and keep that monster from ever harming those he cared for.

“Death comes for all! But for you it will come quicker than others!”