Suffering

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.