Lookout 0: Prologue

Introduction
The dull rumbles of heavy rain echo through the empty city streets. A thick mist hangs in the air; the sound of lone footsteps draw away from the lifeless atmosphere. A large man dressed in a deep red trench coat wanders through the vacant roads. About him the air hangs heavy like the boots that fall to the asphalt with each step; the filthy city rain dripping from the spikes of his hair. At his side drags a large slab of metal in the shape of a blade; the dim city lights gleeming off its keen edge as sparks fly from the tip each time it scrapes the tarmac. The man arrives at an intersection; coming to halt as the wind begins to howl. Across the street on the roof of a skyscraper stands another man dressed all in black. His spiky hair flutters in the breeze as he begins to speak. "So, you decided to show yourself. What be the occasion for this fine meeting of Void and Sin?"

"No words. It is all too heavy an occasion for small talk. What you have done is beyond the forgiveness of God Himself. By the end of tonight, your cold, lifeless husk of a being shall be ablaze in the deepest pit of hell from whence you came.", declared the man in red.

Suddenly, at the end of his statement, the man in red kicks off towards the skyscraper. An icy inferno envolops him, turning all he passes to dust and rubble as he shoots up the side of the skyscraper. Fragments of glass follow closely in his wake as he races up towards the man in black in a blur. A violent eruption of rage cries out, tearing buildings down to their foundations for as far as the eye can see. Blades clashing; parting the skies and the rain; stilling the wind. A flurry of debris, the cries of metal on metal as the earth is peeled with each strike. Mountains fall and valleys raise as the cold flame burns through the lifeless world; clinging to the embers of its light against the encroaching darkness.