Originally Posted on: Saturday, November 19, 2011
The re-birth of the Storm Giant (aka War god)
They seek to make me fall. flanking they have driven their spears through me and raise me up before my friends gloating as they say aloud
"is this your hero?! This one is your strongest, most worthy!"
I feel my life slipping away as I look down in horror at the blade driven through my chest. My breadths are worthless. I grasp at this blood soaked weapon with no reason as it inflicts more and more injury upon me. Then as I lay upon this fist with spear driven through me it falls. This light encircled and small like a marble. All has gone silent, even my foul enemies stand in some fearful awe before this small piece of falling heavens light. It fell upon me and restored me. In a moment I stood upon the ground body healed and mended. I stood before my enemies and stretched out my hand and spoke,
"Death."
A light broke forth from my fingers like a wave and layed my enemies to waste. All except one. The one who pierced me through. I stood before him terrible and dreadful, like the Sun enclosing in with imminence upon the Earth. He knelt before me as I raised my hands to his face. He did not resist for he knew his condemnation was at hand. Taking hold of him I poured out my fury into him and rejoicing over my enemie I spoke,
"Be happy you met your defeat through me, you have died at the hands of a better man."
The War god re-born