"Why did Wicker come to Hell?
Did he gather an army of demons for power? No, sweetling. He is immune to such lusts. The truth is much more impossible. When Theodore Wicker first saw Hell, he fell in love. His eyes see through the scars, straight into past wonders. His eyes see the Second Age. He knows what Hell should have been.
When he looked upon demons, Wicker saw twisted creatures who lost their paradise, feral children in need of guidance. Their strange laments beset him, each an arrow whose shaft was barbed with pity. Behold the messiah of Hell, the patron saint of demons. 'It is humans who corrupted the hell-born', he would say. Theodore Wicker is insane, an insanity born of the idealistic notion of saving demonkind. There is one man who cries for devils."
Did he gather an army of demons for power? No, sweetling. He is immune to such lusts. The truth is much more impossible. When Theodore Wicker first saw Hell, he fell in love. His eyes see through the scars, straight into past wonders. His eyes see the Second Age. He knows what Hell should have been.
When he looked upon demons, Wicker saw twisted creatures who lost their paradise, feral children in need of guidance. Their strange laments beset him, each an arrow whose shaft was barbed with pity. Behold the messiah of Hell, the patron saint of demons. 'It is humans who corrupted the hell-born', he would say. Theodore Wicker is insane, an insanity born of the idealistic notion of saving demonkind. There is one man who cries for devils."
— The Buzzing, The Secret World
"We are the apostles of Judas Iscariot! We are his holy flock of assassins! And upon the hour at which we are called, we cast our thirty pieces of silver into the sight of The Holy, and hang ourselves on a rope of straw!
Thus do we meet Hell's legion as a mighty army, and form our squared ranks against Hell's gates, and prepare to meet the seven million, four hundred and five thousand, nine hundred and twenty-six demons of iniquity!"
Thus do we meet Hell's legion as a mighty army, and form our squared ranks against Hell's gates, and prepare to meet the seven million, four hundred and five thousand, nine hundred and twenty-six demons of iniquity!"
— Vatican Section XIII (Iscariot), Hellsing
Hellfarer
Step by step, closer to the infernal gates. (This may ultimately be the key to your future.)
Step by step, closer to the infernal gates. (This may ultimately be the key to your future.)
"In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... The Doom Slayer."
— The Slayer's Testament, Doom (2016)
"I'm gonna make everyone wish they'd never met me. Then I'm gonna die and go straight to Hell."
— Niragi, Alice in Borderland
