"I woke up lying in a mass of flowers, screaming red SOULBLOOM. Bleak sky, blood-tinted sun. Metallic breezes. How pleasant.
This is Morus, a place forsaken, but never forgiven. No Law. No Regulation. I can do anything and be anyone. In the bloodshed, a warrior. In the shadows, an assassin. Death is always a whisper away. There’s no escape. It might be heaven, but it’s always NARAKA.
I’m the HUNTER; I’m the PREY. Temple, forest, hill. Wind trembles. Peril pervades. Axe, sword, spear. Weapons collide, bodies slain. MORTALITY might bring me here, but DEATH will never take me away.
Days I spent in killing. A hundred; lives I claimed with pleasure. A thousand. Off the Cliff, over the Wall. Beyond the Edge; I am UNCHAINED. Matched opponent? I met none. I was, I am, and I will always be the KILLER. I was only steps away from the treasure, and a grappling hook kissed my heart. An excruciating pain, a fountain of blood; A FAILURE.
And then I wake up, lying again in a mass of flowers, screaming red SOULBLOOM. Bleak sky, blood-tinted sun. Metallic breezes. I feel the LUST, for blood and revenge." ------ Crimson Night
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