WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN INTENSE GORE, OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE, OFFENSIVE JOKES (I am not a racist), VERY HIGH MILITARY STYLE LANGUAGE, CALLSIGNS, AND TIME SIGNATURES. Legion a god amongst men or so the people thought, but he was a mere mortal. No mere mortal had defeated an army of Middle Eastern soldiers single handedly, survived three point blank gunshots to the head, and could rip off cars hood and use it as a frisbee. But can he save himself from Deaths cold hands, and from the hounds of Hell? Can Legion save the ones he loves from...