Thrown into a world
With devastating plague
Roam onto the land
Once mere mortal
And now Impaled
Awakened by the Necromancer
To feast on the blood of his killers
The curse still lives on even after his vengeance
Blinded by his arrogance, he failed to see the truth
(His fate as the Guardian Of Balance)
To lift his curse
The only way
Was to rid the corrupted guardians
Of the nine pillars
He slaughtered them one by one
Devoured all their blood
Gained their powers, now he lives as a Demigod
Given the choice to restore balance or reign supreme
Blood Omen
You shall bathe in blood
He was the last of his kind
To walk the world as a king
The curse is now a gift
His race will live as gods

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