Legion Gloodgate
I gaze into the mirror. A gateway to dimensions beyond
The unearthly presence around me, sharp as the flashing
blade in my hand
The poison of life is set running. A trail of red on my
pale damaged skin
Shredding and shedding the holy girt. I bless this site
with the grace of my death
Nemo liber est, quf corport servit. Flying flesh and
gushing gore
A terror inferno triggered at once. I witness the furious
madness released
Exalted tormentor -- believers reward
A hideous grin is the last thing I glimpse of myself