The Paladin's Lament

From the decrepit maw of the darkest reaches of Hell, a sullen-faced man trudges. Purple blood stains his pearly white chainmail and pale face, making him resemble a battle-hardened seraphim. His sword, too, is soaked in the blood. What he fought in Hell, only he knows, and as he climbs the staircase back to the overworld, there is only one thing he utters, with a knowing smirk on his face: "I just lost the game."