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Defeated in Hades...





Slain and dragged into Hades,
A crusade for my soul is proclaimed,
Though it’s an endeavor ridiculed by forlorn mortals,
And the battle cry void of fervor,
I forged ahead.
I waded in and made a solemn pledge,
That defeat shall never be my denouement.
Only one shall prevail,
My soul or the obliteration of the entire inferno.
As I massacred my demons,
I began to morph into a diabolical immortal.
When I found my soul,
It failed to recognize me,
For I have turned into an unrecognizable savage,
Emanating fury and grim,
I have become the infernal Being I tried to destroy,
With all hope gone,
I fell on my knees in defeat,
And surrendered to the shadows of Hades.

Grymm Ripper :]

 (P/S: I don't own neither do I take any credit for the image above.)

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