Category: Darksiders Fanworks
The Seven Seals on the Armageddon Blade
Gone Fishing – A Darksiders Story
Gone Fishing
It has been fifteen years since the forging of the Seals. A tiny fraction of my life, but one of the slowest to pass. Never have our duties been more numerous, nor more tedious. Despite the indisputable import, enforcing the Treaties across the realms has so far been… unchallenging. Settling innumerable border disputes, silencing the warmongers and breaking apart the ceaseless skirmishing—mission after mission of routine, repetitive work. The fall of the Nephilim has driven a healthy measure of fear into the hearts of the ambitious. Sometimes it is enough to appear within sight of the combatants in the pathetic conflicts I am sent to resolve, for them to disperse before Chaoseater gets a taste of blood.
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Dueling Grounds
A short Darksiders story celebrating the lovely War/Strife art piece I commissioned from DayGlowBlue. ♥
The crowd cheers, rising from the seats of the marble colosseum in a blinding wave of white robes, whiter hairdos, and a flurry of white wings, as another challenger bites the dust.
Yeah, it’s exactly what it sounds like. Pigeons have their own version of the Arena. They call it “The Dueling Grounds”, and the list of rules is so damn long I got dizzy just watching the scroll unfold. The first one, of course, is that only angels are allowed to fight. Pfft. And he asks me why I feel more at home in Hell despite the heat. There is no place in all of Creation more inclusive than the pits of the Arena. Everyone is welcome to bleed and perish there, bird and bat alike. Here, you’re not even allowed to die.
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