ChaosTheGroundhog got me to do this. Again. Have fun, and no joke OCs. please. OP OCs are fine, just not *too* OP.

(Let's goooooooo)

This...different Hero was present. He no longer was full of that powerful spirit the old one had. All the joy he used to have was drained, he seemed to be from the future, a bad one. He looked older, with a short, greying beard.

Clarke Evans joined him. He was from a world in which a monster-transforming virus had occurred, yet he survived.

Five also joined them, her gas mask still on.

It would appear that this battlefield is the site of an ongoing war between gods. One side looks to be full of dark fog and legions of undead, whereas the other side more resembles a modern army.

...it's probably a good idea to get out of the middle of the warzone before you get killed.

Hero led them out of the way. "Come on, kids."

Oddly enough, most of the soldiers in this warzone are wearing gas masks, despite there seeming to be absolutely no toxic gases present.

Clarke looked at Five. "Hey, now you fit in."

Five groaned. "Shut up."

Hero kept leading them out of the warzone, not looking for a fight.

A figure, a bit taller and more well-built than the rest of the soldiers, notices the group. They approach Five.
"You! Are you one of mine? Who are these two?"

"Nyet. I only wear this mask to help with gases, and hide my face."

"Let's do this."

It would appear that this battlefield is the site of an ongoing war between gods. One side looks to be full of dark fog and legions of undead, whereas the other side more resembles a modern army.

...it's probably a good idea to get out of the middle of the warzone before you get killed.

"Ah."

A whistling sound is heard, and what one can only assume are DANGEROUS EXPLOSIVES start to fall from the sky.

"JESUS F**K!"
*Reaper covers the small area surrounding with a cloak of shadow, shielding it from the explosives.*
(I think you forgot about this.)

Willow: here we go..

It would appear that this battlefield is the site of an ongoing war between gods. One side looks to be full of dark fog and legions of undead, whereas the other side more resembles a modern army.

...it's probably a good idea to get out of the middle of the warzone before you get killed.

Willow: *leaves the middle of the scene, trying her best to dodge any incoming hits*

Those that notice Willow seem incredibly confused by her presence, as people don't usually just randomly show up in the middle of battlefields.

Willow: *catching her breath*

Something grabs Willow's shoulder.

Willow: -!

spring:"well this is not the greatest spot but this will work"
(also i don't know the lore so can you give me a quick explanation?)

(Of course!
(Basically, the Icruvian Pantheon is a group of gods that are supposed to protect existence from big dangerous threats, but due to constant infighting they're not very good at their job
(So people are constantly being tasked with getting everyone to work together, because if they don't some big dangerous threat will put all of existence in jeopardy

It would appear that this battlefield is the site of an ongoing war between gods. One side looks to be full of dark fog and legions of undead, whereas the other side more resembles a modern army.

...it's probably a good idea to get out of the middle of the warzone before you get killed.

Spring:*runs to the modern army side *

...for some reason, every single one of these soldiers is wearing a gas mask, despite there being absolutely no dangerous gases anywhere.

spring:"uh hello?"

A group of soldiers looks over. They point their weapons at Spring.
"...who are you? Why are you here?"

spring:"names spring"

Phantom- uhm...

It would appear that this battlefield is the site of an ongoing war between gods. One side looks to be full of dark fog and legions of undead, whereas the other side more resembles a modern army.

...it's probably a good idea to get out of the middle of the warzone before you get killed.

Phantom- uh let's go to the modern looking side cause it seems more... friendly. *Walks to get out of the area*