The Dark Lord Ezrul sits on his throne soaked in the blood of the many victims of his up close and personal executions. Smiling as he drinks a cup of his latest guests blood as he is dragged away.
Your battle brother, the one that have fought alongside you all these years happens to be the enemy that you have been hunting to kill. All this time you have only helped him to eliminate his competitions to secure his ascension on he Blood Throne.
You: Brother... You...
Him: A beautiful deceit, if I say so myself.
You: All these while...
Him: When I first met you, you were hell bent on seeking revenge on me, regardless of the price.
Him: You wanted power. So I gave it to you. But like all things...
*You strength wains. You fall to your knees.*
Him: Great power requires great sacrifice.
*Too much blood loss. Darkness creeps to your vision*
Him: Thank you for yours.
You are gonna go to war. This would help me fight if I had my ipod on. Can't wait to finally play the game. Thanks for the CD it was awesome!
I feel like I'm a soldior marching over corpses of the fallen paving the groud of a horroriffic and bloody battlefield. Forcing myself to forget the comrads I'm walking on, Forcing myself to keep marching, with the everlasting scent of blood and decay.
Each of the Battle of the Blood Throne make me think of a different Horror. There is no chance this poor soldior or anyone would come out of the war sane.
The Horror of this Horrific Horror is just too Horrific to talk about in this Horror. Horrific.
This composition makes me think of a great landscape filled with warriors from different lands coming together to fight a great foe.Fantastic
Your insight is indeed perfect.
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