In the depths of Hell, Satan convened a council of his most powerful minions, unveiling a sinister plan to unleash chaos upon the mortal realm. He summoned forth four Lords, each embodying a different facet of terror and torment.

First came the Lord of Destruction, a towering figure wreathed in flames, whose very presence heralded annihilation. With a mighty roar, he pledged to lay waste to cities, shatter civilizations, and leave nothing but ashes in his wake.

Next emerged the Lord of Pain, a twisted being with a visage contorted in eternal agony. His chilling laughter echoed through the chamber as he vowed to inflict unrelenting torment upon the souls of mortals, feeding on their suffering with sadistic delight.

Then stepped forth the Lord of Fear, a shadowy figure cloaked in darkness, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. With a whispered promise, he swore to sow terror and dread among the hearts of humanity, turning their nightmares into reality.

Lastly, the Lord of Chaos emerged, a swirling vortex of madness and discord. With a maniacal grin, he declared his intent to unleash pandemonium and upheaval, twisting reality itself until order collapsed into anarchy.

With his four Lords assembled, Satan unleashed them upon the world, watching with glee as havoc and despair spread like wildfire. Nations crumbled, screams filled the air, and darkness reigned supreme.

But even as the world trembled in fear, a flicker of hope remained. For in the hearts of mortals, there burned a resilience, a determination to rise against the forces of darkness and reclaim their world from the grip of Hell. And so, the battle for humanity’s soul began, with the fate of the world hanging in the balance.

In the wake of Satan’s unleashed Lords, chaos cascaded through the mortal realm like a relentless storm. The Lord of Destruction rampaged through once-thriving cities, reducing towering skyscrapers to rubble and turning bustling streets into desolate wastelands. His fiery wrath knew no bounds as he laid waste to everything in his path, leaving behind a trail of devastation that stretched for miles.

Meanwhile, the Lord of Pain reveled in the anguished cries of mortals as he subjected them to unspeakable horrors. From the depths of dank dungeons to the heights of towering citadels, he inflicted unimaginable suffering upon his victims, feeding off their agony with insatiable hunger. Each tortured soul added to his dark power, fueling his insidious reign of terror.

As fear gripped the hearts of humanity, the Lord of Fear stalked the shadows, his sinister whispers planting seeds of doubt and dread in the minds of mortals. From whispered rumors to haunting nightmares, his influence spread like a contagion, paralyzing even the bravest souls with unrelenting terror. No corner of the world was safe from his malevolent presence as he preyed upon the vulnerabilities of the human psyche.

And amidst the chaos, the Lord of Chaos reveled in the disorder and confusion that engulfed the mortal realm. With a twisted sense of glee, he manipulated the very fabric of reality, warping time and space to his whims. From natural disasters to supernatural anomalies, his chaotic machinations defied explanation, plunging the world into a maelstrom of madness and uncertainty.

But even as darkness threatened to consume everything, a glimmer of hope emerged from the ashes of despair. For in the hearts of mortals, there burned a fierce determination to resist the forces of Hell and reclaim their world from the grip of tyranny. United by courage and conviction, they stood against the tide of darkness, ready to confront their fears and confront the Lords of Hell in a final, epic battle for the soul of humanity.

The Four Lords of Hell unleashed a cataclysm of chaos and terror upon the mortal realm, each wielding their dark powers with ruthless efficiency.

The Lord of Destruction, with flames licking at his heels, descended upon cities like a wrathful deity. Skyscrapers crumbled like paper, bridges collapsed into chasms, and once-vibrant metropolises were reduced to smoldering ruins. His fiery rampage left behind a landscape of devastation, where the cries of the desperate echoed through the ashes.

Meanwhile, the Lord of Pain reveled in the agony of the innocent, weaving a tapestry of suffering that stretched across the land. From dank dungeons to opulent palaces, he inflicted tortures beyond imagination upon his victims, twisting their bodies and souls until they begged for death’s release. His laughter echoed through the halls of despair as he fed upon the anguish of his prey.

The Lord of Fear stalked the shadows, his presence a creeping dread that seeped into the very fabric of reality. From whispered rumors to haunting nightmares, he preyed upon the vulnerabilities of the human mind, turning even the bravest souls into quivering wrecks. His chilling touch left a trail of madness and paranoia in his wake, as entire populations succumbed to his insidious influence.

And amidst the chaos, the Lord of Chaos danced like a puppeteer pulling the strings of fate. Reality itself bent to his will, twisting and warping in unpredictable ways. Natural disasters tore through the land with increasing frequency, while bizarre phenomena defied explanation, driving humanity to the brink of madness. Time and space became malleable under his chaotic touch, leaving mortals lost in a labyrinth of confusion and despair.

Together, the Four Lords plunged the world into a nightmare from which there seemed no escape. But even in the darkest hour, a spark of hope remained, a flicker of defiance in the face of overwhelming darkness. For in the hearts of mortals, there burned a resilience, a determination to rise against the forces of Hell and reclaim their world from the grip of terror. And so, the battle for humanity’s soul raged on, with the fate of the world hanging in the balance.

In the celestial realm, where clouds drift like cotton candy and stars dance in an eternal waltz, there came a moment when the heavens parted with a resounding boom. The seraphim sang in harmonious chorus as a grand army of angels descended, their armor aglow with divine light.

Their mission was clear: to purge the Earth of the Four Lords of Hell who had wreaked havoc upon the mortal realm for eons. Each lord embodied a different facet of darkness — cruelty, deceit, chaos, and despair.

As the angels descended upon the Earth, their presence ignited a beacon of hope among humanity. Villages once shrouded in fear now brimmed with courage, and the oppressed found strength to rise against their oppressors.

The first lord, Destruction, sat upon his throne of bones, his laughter echoing through the caverns of despair. But as the army of angels approached, his laughter turned to cries of anguish. With righteous fury, the angels bound him in chains forged from the tears of the innocent, and he was dragged back to the depths of hell.

Next, the angels confronted Chaos, who spun webs of lies to ensnare the hearts of mortals. But even the most cunning schemes faltered in the face of celestial truth. With a single word, the angels shattered his illusions, and he too was banished to the abyss.

Terror reigned supreme in the domain of the third lord, his realm a maelstrom of madness and destruction. But the angels brought order to the chaos, their swords cutting through the tumult like a beacon of clarity. With a mighty roar, they subdued the lord of chaos and cast him into the darkness.

Finally, they faced Fear, whose shadow cast a pall over the land, draining hope from every soul. But the angels, with their unwavering faith, dispelled the darkness with the radiance of their presence. With a final lament, the lord of despair was vanquished, and peace descended upon the Earth.

And so, the heavens closed once more, their task complete. The army of angels returned to their celestial abode, leaving behind a world reborn, free from the shackles of darkness. And though the memory of their visit faded like a dream upon waking, the light of their presence lingered in the hearts of humanity, a reminder of the triumph of good over evil.

And the Four Lord’s of Hell were sent back to Hell with their Armies of Demons.

Who were they?