Dusk at the riverbank, where the squad should’ve been chillin’, but nah. Instead, Dakuryuon and the crew gotta deal with a whole swarm of insectoid demon. “Back then, they had no idea… no freakin’ clue… things were about to get like this.” Next thing they know, they’re trapped in a web of demon slobber writhing with a tentacles. Before they can even scream “NOT THE HORNY BUGS!”. They’re drenched, twitching, and completely wrecked. The look in their eyes? Vacant. Their minds? Overtaken by the crushing weight of defeat in the struggle against the encroaching void. “And then… it happened.” Now they’re trapped in some freak-show dimension, home to fallen angels and monsters and guess who’s waiting? The Lord of the Darkness, The Dark Lord himself.
