They found his weakness laid in stone. They saw the chance to end his time. He now lies dead for all to see. From his death, I arise. The Angel of Death, the Venom of God. I am the one who will ends his pain. I have no weakness you can find. I have no soul you can see. I will destroy all who failed. I will seek revenge on those who killed. I shall not fall, for I can not die. He was fierce, and sometimes hated. Those who found him to be cold, shall find me to be a taste of true fear. I have no feelings, I have no remorse. I carry no value for feelings, or compassion for the weak. I shall deliver 13 days of pain among all I feel should suffer. I shall spread 31 days of death, to those who deserve to die.
In 31 days, he will return. Back from the dead, healed of his pain. I will fade into his new from. In that form I will be suppressed. Fear not for his return will carry no more weakness, and no more pain. The path of Hell I leave behind, he will make even greater. You've seen his power and you shall see mine as well. For when he returns his power will surpass even mine. Greater than Hell, greater than Heaven. He will hold in his soul the death of all.
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