There was a story that one of my friends told me. It started like this………
Every ten thousand years, Satan, Lucifer, and a demon named Quinqly gather thousands dangerous humans to compete in a tournament. The reason for it is to decide who would be the four horsemen when the Rapture will occur. The people are chosen by random demons. But there is said to be a group of people destined to change the rules, the leader of that group is said to be immensely powerful, sporting the symbol of the praying mantis, and uses deadly scythes that are enchanted to never be able to dull or be worn, forever sharp. The second in command, should the leader have befallen ill, has a dead accuracy with a bow and arrow, and a deft hand at poisons. The bodyguard is said to be as strong as the leader, but only the leader is to confront Satan and Lucifer. Then there’s the apprentice, nowhere near the power level of any of them. This quad will save this world, and the next. But anybody who believes that this could happen is killed by Quinqly, as to try to keep the legend under wraps. After ten years of chasing the trail of where it started, he finally gave up. But If anyone mentions the legend near him, though, he immediately has them executed.
That’s the end of that story. But the story that decides the end of the world starts…… now.