Another pointless crusade.

That was what Nemesis had chalked it up to when he heard this rabble about cleansing the world from evil and sin from the Goddess of Light. He had heard such things before and nothing usually came from it but the very bloodshed those hypocrites preached about being against. Just as the “good” and “righteous” operated beneath a set of codes, the opposing side had their own as well to follow. Most didn’t understand and those that were capable simply refused to. That’s why he had initially ignored this warning, and it was a grave mistake.

Night was becoming a distant memory for those that thrived in it due to a seemingly never ending daylight. Kurayo, an isle where the nightly denizens could be left alone and have been for eons was hit terribly. The vampires retreated into whatever shadows they could, the shifters felt out of place and many establishments could no long run due to the invasion of out worldly angels. His own allies had been harmed by this as well and it wouldn’t be long before his family would suffer as well, especially his own children and granddaughter who did nothing wrong other than being what they were.

That was when Nemesis had enough of this ploy.

Before long, he made the trek to Mandhari, clad in full ebony colored armor, crimson eyes seeping from his helm. His anger could be felt around his character as he marched forward into the camp where those opposing Sirona resided. He knew not those who gathered or their reasons- all that he cared to know was that not everyone was going to roll over while this massacre in the name of “justice” happened.

“She speaks that this isn’t a war, but rather a revolution!”, he proclaimed, loud enough for those within earshot to turn their attention to him. “What she really seeks is a genocide of all those that don’t agree with her and her delusions. I, Nemesis, have heard and seen enough of this nonsense! If she wants to attack the realm with strange, foreign forces, then we shall give them a welcome they will never forget! Let them choke on their ideals!”

The god was ready to rip apart the opposition and show the world the folly of these mass murders masquerading as justifiable cleansing. Even if in the end, he would have to do it himself.