I am an amoral person with psychopathic tendencies. I have had an inglorious life. After my death in an unremarkable neighborhood crossroad, mowed down by a car, I have been sent to suffer in the 41st Millennium. Yet in suffering comes blessing... and in necessity comes invention. The greatest Monster, they say, is the one who rules Hell. Welcome to my own personal Hell. Reader beware... you choose the scare. In the grimdarkness of the far future there is only war, an eternity of carnage and slaughter... and me, an entirely different level of twisted and sick. I am determined to justify my means with the ends however: the cause of Mankind is easy to take up, and well...