In the first age. In the first battle. When the shadows first lengthened, one stood.

Burned by the embers of armageddon, his soul blistered the fires of hell and tainted beyond ascension. He chose the path of perpetual torment.

In his ravenous hatred, he found no PEACE and with Boiling B L O O D, HE SCOURED THE UMBRAL PLAINS! Seeking vengeance against the Dark Lords who have wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinals! AND THOSE WHO TASTED THE MIGHT OF HIS S W O R D, NAMED HIM...

THE DOOM SLAYER!!!