Part 3 - Azakul Cometh

And in the darkness Azakul heard the rantings of the priests, heard the sweet screams of the first born offerings and knew it was time to claim what was his. And he came forth to Amus-Ra and was pleased with all that his servant had done in the last decade and a half in the name of Azakul. Where upon he ate the soul of Amus-Ra and the priests fled in terror and despair as it dawned on them just what they had unleashed.
 
Now Azakul sat on the throne of Amus-Ra and he brought back the priests to the great hall and sent them forth across the land as his voice and symbol of his authority and made the land his own. Now began a hundred years of agony as the demon lord made the land his own. Araya was turned into the very image of hell where demon hordes roamed freely across the once green pasturelands that were now little more than scorched earth.
 
And in the dead of night small bands of brave souls gathered and offered renewed prayer to their old benevelant gods, strengthened a thousand fold through terror and desperation so that ultimately their prayers were heard and answered. But sadly not by the gods they prayed to so fervently.