Mainline Fanfic of Diablo II

It is said that in Tristram, Big Pineapple, who had lived in Tristram for hundreds of years, finally couldn't survive anymore. He murdered Tristram, who gave birth to him (?), And burned the town into a hell on earth. Then, this deficient little kid wanders around in the sheltered place. Wherever he goes, there is no grass growing, all life is ruined, demons are rampant, and he dies wherever he goes. This behavior of not taking the heroes of the world seriously naturally aroused public outrage. Heroes from all over the world came to the western continent to participate in the grand event and plan for great things. From the barbarians in the north to the Amazons in the south, everyone vowed to capture the hell stowaway on the spot and execute him on the spot. His ashes were blown away as a warning to others. Thus, the second vigorous hunt for the Three Demons began. The above is the introduction of this article. Damn it, you can't type "What an arrogant guy who dares to invade Sanctuary. He may not know that Sanctuary is guarded by our heroic Nephalem, you hell bumpkin." It's such a pity that this paragraph would be used as an introduction if it were three.