WARNING: Blood, Gore, Violence, Swearing, and Sexual Themes! You have been warned!

They are rage, brutal, without mercy…

The Baron of Hell bellowed in pain as the chainsaw tore into its back, blood and gore splattering across the hellish landscape as the towering creature fell forward, moaning out in pain until the demon was silenced with its head being sliced off. Every demon watched as the infamous Doom Slayer jerked the chainsaw from the Baron's body, just showing how easily the monster could kill anything they threw at him.

A Hell Knight, one of the last remaining demons in the vicinity, snarled at the Doom Slayer, its anger towards him growing by the minute, and, without any hesitation, charged at the demon-killer. The chainsaw, covered in gore and blood, had began glowing red from Argent energy as the Slayer flung the weapon to the side. Instead of clattering against the ground, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and had been replaced with a double-barreled shotgun. As the Doom Slayer loaded a pair of shells into the powerful weapon, he aimed the weapon at the Hell Knight quickly approaching and pulled the trigger on it.

BANG!

The Hell Knight staggered behind the force of the weapon, causing chunks of flesh to be blown off. In the brief moment between firing the weapon and the demon being forced to stop, the Slayer loaded new shells into the shotgun and took aim once more at the Hell Knight.

But you…

BANG!

Suddenly, the creature's head blew up in a spectacular, and morbid, display of blood and gore. The last few remaining demons, a few Imps, turned to look at the one who is responsible for the deaths of millions of demons throughout the ages. They watched as the Slayer approached them, watching as he loaded the powerful weapon once more, showing his intent to finish them off.

You will be much worse...

The last remaining Imps charged forward, hissing and snarling at the demon-killer. As they got closer to the Slayer, he fired another blast into one of the Imps and turning them into a mist of blood and flesh. One of them manage to charge up a fireball and flung it at him. The Slayer immediately got out of the way, allowing the fireball to hit the other remaining Imp behind him.

Using this brief moment of confusion to his advantage, the Slayer rushed towards the Imp who had been bit by the fireball and proceeded to grab its head. As the demon attempted to slash at the Slayer, its effort would go to waste as he proceeded to rip the Imp's head from its body allowing a fountain of blood to spill into the air, covering his green armor. The man would look at the Imp's head for a brief moment before throwing it away as if it was trash.

The Slayer turned his attention to the last remaining Imp, who seemed to be hissing and snarling at the demon-killer, knowing full well what was about to happen to it…

Rip and tear, until it is done…

In a desperate attempt to save itself, the demon created another fireball and flung it at the Slayer. To its surprise, the Doom Slayer didn't seem to care as he rushed forward and took the hit from the fireball and still kept moving forward. The demon was about to create another fireball when it felt something slam into its body.

Before it could even look down at its chest, the Imp was suddenly dragged towards the Doom Slayer by whatever was lodged in its chest.

Once it was within reach of the Slayer, the man reached out and grabbed the Imp by the throat. Like his chainsaw from before, the shotgun began to glow red with Argent energy and disappeared within the blink of an eye. As the demon kept trying to escape the man's grip, it didn't notice the large blade that was attached to the Slayer's left arm.

The demon took one last look at the Slayer, continuing to fight and claw for its survival against the monster who hunted them across Hell. The last thing it would ever see was the burning hatred hidden by those green eyes belonging to the Slayer.

Much like the Baron's fate, the Slayer slashed the Imp's head off its body. Once the final demon was killed, the Slayer looked around and saw the dozens and dozens of corpses across the hellish landscape. He had been attacked by a rather large group of demons, which had been lead by a few Barons of Hell until they were whittled down and killed during the battle.

"VEGA," the Slayer called out.

He was met with a voice inside his helmet, [I have scanned the area, Doom Slayer. The demonic threat level has returned to normal levels. The path to the UAC tether operations in the region, should be cleared for now.]

The Doom Slayer resisted the urge to roll his eyes, knowing it was only a matter of time until the demons regroup and launch an even bigger assault against him. Although, the man hardly cared as he wanted the demons to attack him and meet their demise at his hands. He spent thousands of years hunting them down across Hell, wanting to see each and every single one of them die a horrible death for what they had done to Argent D'Nur.

'Do you still wanna be a hero?'

In the back of his mind, he heard the question being asked, remembering the days before his time on the world of Argent D'Nur...

Even if thousands of years have passed since the fall of Argent D'Nur, the Slayer never forgot about his real home, the dreams he had as a child, and those he cared about deeply. He had no idea if they were still alive as the concept of time was lost in Hell, making each day feel like a year. In the end, the man doubted his friends and family would even want to know about him, especially if they came to find out about his past experiences.

He shook his head, 'They're dead. There's no point in giving yourself hope.'

The man began walking forward, heading in the direction of the UAC facility in the region. Hopefully, it was still operational and could teleport the Slayer back to Mars to prevent the bastard called Samuel Hayden from doing something foolish with the crucible. There was no telling what the man would do with the crucible as it possessed the combine powers of the Wraiths, who had been corrupted by the demons and used to fuel the demonic horde's expansion across dimensions.

As he followed the way-point set up on his HUD, the Slayer knew the demons were going to attempt another invasion into his home dimension. The man was determined to prevent such a thing from happening again, knowing the consequences if he failed to stop the Dark Lord and the demonic horde under its control.

'I wonder what they would think about me...' the Slayer thought, remembering his dream of wanting to become a great hero and save others with a smile on his face. Yet, he was walking through Hell while tearing apart every horde of demons he came across with barbarous cruelty. If this was fate's attempt to allow him to become a hero…

Izuku would've thought it was a cruel joke. Or, maybe this was his fate...damned to fight in the bowels of Hell for the rest of his unnatural life.

He soon heard more shrieks in the distance, causing him to smirk underneath his helmet. "Looks like fate decided to answer my question."

Alright, this is the result of me being really, really excited for Doom Eternal as well as watching the current season of My Hero Academia. I was just trying to write some stuff down for the MHA story on my account when this idea came to my head.

So, you can think of this chapter as a test to see if people are interested in the idea. If you guys are willing to read it, then I will go ahead and keep going with the idea.

Pretty simple, right?

Let me know what you guys think about the story cause I ain't spoiling anything...other than the person underneath the Doom Slayer armor. Yeah, that's one obvious!