He wore armour from the past, weilded weapons some would consider Godly... He wanted to live a peaceful life, his eyes scream of a dark past, One that would kill a human soul, his markings stood out like a nail in wood, his skin... white as bone, a thick bushy beard. You could tell he has lived a life no man would ever live... could live. His body was built like a tank, there was a scar running across his stomach, who knows what caused that, his voice would send shivers running down your spine, it is said he is from a different realm... question is, who is he... who was he?
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ActionWarriors, different dimension, different pasts, different enemies, come with me... ill show you
