Destruction's New Claim
The wielder of insanity's blade
A name of fear for himself has made,
And now a once dormant power
Awakens within its prison tower.
The new destruction has awakened the old
A blade so fierce no mortal could hold,
So deep from within its prison
It calls to the killer as if through mysticism.
"Come to me! Obey my will!"
"And many more victims you will kill!"
The guard insanity possessed
Sought this new voice in hopes of what he could invest.
He followed the voice into the Shadow Forest so dark.
A place neither elf nor man would dare to embark
He traveled deep into these trees
To the point that there was no breeze.
With time he reached the great tower
It was here that he sensed a great power.
But his insanity had been growing by the hour
And his soul yearned for another blood shower.
Up through the tower he went
And no matter what his course could not be bent.
He broke through walls
And destroyed ancient spells
He did not care that it caused his body hell.
He sought this new voice
Until two halls presented him choice,
But guided by his possession
He was able to hold session
And discover the way to his prize.
As he drew nearer
The voice became clearer,
And so did the way to its chest.
He came to a room
That had an evil gloom,
And there in the center lay a great crest.
The voice said; "Turn it four rounds!"
"And soon your victims will lie in mounds!"
He turned and counted
While shadows surrounded,
And the voice his soul it hounded!
Once the turns were completed
And the soldier's soul was totally defeated.
A great sword burst forth from the crest
And drove itself into his chest!
A struggle ensued,
But the blade was subdued!
Effortlessly he pulled the sword from his breast.
"With the blade of insanity a thousand men I've felled!"
"Now with the sword of destruction the gates of hell shall swell!"
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