Fools.. they are all fools.. They can exile me and they can strip me of my magic, but they won't ever take my thirst for power.. they won't ever take my tainted soul.. I was not the first one to be corupted by the power of the Blood God and i will surely not be the last. I tasted poison and i loved it.
Alone and broken, i follow the road that had been layed before me. I feel helpless.. I feel naked...
Like the day can't come without the sun, i had no night without nightmares. Always the same .. I am in a tavern where people sing, dance and laugh, and i stay silent, hidden in a corner, watching them.. They restless ask me to come dance with them, but i continuisly refuse. They have nothing to offer that might interest me and I feel anger and disappointment eating my heart..
I don't even finish my thoughts, when the tavern door is sudenly pushed aside, and a frail man, dresed in a black robe having his hood pulled over his face, bearly beening able to cary the wheight of his own sword, steps inside and remains still. The singing and dacing stops and all begin to cry at the sight of the man, who raises a hand while speaking some unknown words, and makes the walls tremble and chatch on fire. He turns his head towords me, stares for a second and then exits the flaming building. I get up and follow him.. No one steps outside the tavern after me... They are all dead.
I continued following and he continued his road, never looking back..
If anyone would ask me "Why do you worship Moshran?", i would say : "I don't worship him.. He just leads, and i follow"
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" Walking trough the shadow,
Whispering in the dark,
I am the one that bares hatred..
I am the one that shall strike.
I see only darkness
That is layed before..
I see only hatred
And I hate more.
Blood is your strenght,
Blood is your might,
Give me the power
To break the light
Open your gates for me,
So I can step trough
And bring the broken souls of those
That don't to kneel before you.
Oh sweet demons,
Bless me with your might
Shadows and darkness
Shall reign over light. "
Every day that passes brings me closer to my destiny. Now that I have tasted a slice of power, I hunger for more...
The path has been layed, the dice have been rolled and my fate was chosen a long time ago. I shall open the door and step trough it.. I will take my rightful place and reign supreme over these weak creatures. I can almost feel imortality and power of the ages, into my grasp.
I can not even hear my thoughts.. The cracking sounds done by the tourmented ship are like a thousand thunders struck in my ear. The sea is so restless... It knows what weight is layed upon it's shoulders and it's rejecting it. The sea is furious and I am the one to blame. Everywhere that I go, disaster follows me... He will never give me peace, it is my curse.
The rage... The memories... Gobiath... No! I do not want to seek vengence.
The storm disipates, but this strange cloud, this deep darkness upon the sky... He is following me, for that I can smell his thirst for blood and I am thirsty too.
Arg! The pain... THE RAGE
No... What have I done?! Yet again I have spilt innocent blood.. Fool sailor, I told you to stay out of my path!
I must flee the ship, no more shall fall on the altar of my rage!
That island shall give me sanctuary for a while...
