Taken from the partialy burnt scrolls of Eldanon, the dwelling place of the former rider king.
The path to death needs eyes cleared by the cruelty of power.
The one who hopes to weild the blade must have power rivaling the gods, and a heart stained with the impurity of humanity.
Their journey must take them to the depths of darkness and the heights of devine light.
Before they reach the end, the one who hopes must come near death in an unexpected fashion.
And in the end, the one who hopes must have their spirit crushed by the hand of unrequited love. For those who seek to weild the weapon of death need only trust in themselves and hope for the cause they fight for.
The path for the one who weilds the scythe of death is a lonely one.
One that even death himself could not bear.
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