Well hello there

A fireball rips through night sky. A crater in a bare field. No spectators this time no one to greet this traveler from his long journey. He stands though battered and bruised. Every breath of cold air he takes causes him to wince, he smirks, the thought that his body is telling him to stop doing something so necessary causes him to so. Thrusting his hands and feet into the side of the crater one after the other he begins to climb out of the hole he himself created.
After what feels like hours he flings his now mud covered body over the rime of the crater. Again on his feet he scans the horizon. The jet black sky gives way to an eerie orange glow thrown off of street lights from a nearby city. Walking toward the lights, the haunting call of a pack of scavengers can be heard nearby. Sneaking around just out of sight drawn to the think scent of blood from a wounded animal. He smiles baring all his teeth after all their time in the wild the still don't know who's predator and who is the prey. Turning away from the light he strikes down his would be attackers. Finishing his deed he continues on his way, the sticky feeling of blood now on his fingers, the silence and the darkness protecting his back as he marches on the light...

Thats it for now,
The Destroyer of worlds