He has been here since the beginning of time, apart of every conflict.
He lies among the front lines of every war.
Darkened by soot and the blood of the fallen.
He stands high above his foes and moves as one with the dark fog surrounding his enemies deafening their ears, blinding their eyes, and silencing their cries.
A fire Burns within his soul and his eyes prove to be windows to hell itself.
He is known as Death and cares not who you are, what race you claim or age you aquire.
A liberator to some and a banisher to others he still remains the one you will never escape for he is the Reaper and holds the key to your fate.
