Tell you a story, traveler.
There was a time when he was the highest of the guardians of heaven, but all that was taken by war.
I was the one the world feared, comparing myself with others I did more harm, Do not let those wounds heal, they bled and burned like rain in agony and that moment of suffocating pain came when the only thing I waited for was the moment where emptiness was what I pleadingly desired.
Death was my only consolation, she was my salvation ...
I shared my story with you, now it's your turn ...
How did you get to this place?
- Dvsvengador Epiphany of inhuman thought.