Could the curse of Ienios that made crimson rain , or the curse of my blood... My every existence cause this ? .
Did nature cry to see my horrid but yet charming display of muscle conjured to be thy face .
Is it !... that wicked demon ?that still toil to see my carcass in the icy grove deep in the cemetery of Yourken . over seen by great gargoyles of Sioat . that vowed to make every soul that laid in the grassy mass hold fear in their cold damped deserted heart .
Their sins greatly out weigh the sins I have endorsed ... That I have reward . how could they hunt me when they are like me ..?!. Thoughts to the mind .i will make them pay with brimstone and ash , I shall be their nightmare in multitude ... I Shell be the bringer of destruction !.
I vow this by blood and bones .
Let my cursed wash over the land and let them say , I cause this . I the terror of gods have sealed their doom .
YOU ARE READING
Remember me for centuries ( Gargoyles )
FantasyThe war against celestial beings and the darkness that once ruled the earth , that once killed the human race and vows to let the gargoyle race feel his wrath . only the chosen can end it , stop the darkness and reclaim Sa'Tom in celestial light .
