The name's Sluthroas. I'm what you call "Satan," if such a thing could describe my intent for the realms of reality and space. Recently, I challenged the Arch, or what you see as "God," to a duel to see which of the two of us would determine the course of history for the next century; however, it was a trap. They managed to banish me through this new art of "magic" they discovered. At the moment I don't know where I am, the darkness and supression of my senses is to great for even I to detect anything within universes of myself. All I know is, I will get my revenge!

(First submission comming soon: The Darkness)