Riding on his hell horse, he sprinted down in Wrath. His smirk plastered onto his face as he rode, his eyes daggers onwards.

While passing a nearby town, his sight clocked in on someone familiar…and with that he pulled the reins from his originated path and diverts towards the town.

His horse comes to a staggering halt, it neighing on its back legs. The sun gleams down from where he was as his eyes meet with an old acquaintance…