Post by darkness0within on Jul 1, 2018 12:53:16 GMT -6
The artifact.
That forgotten relic of pasts darkest deeds,
Now found once more to spread its evil seeds,
It had lain there in its tomb of stone just waiting to be found,
And now its time had come at last to surface from the ground,
Dark clouds gathered there to herald mans impending doom,
For the sword of the darkest knight of all was found within that room.
Laid bare the blade that had cut down thousands in the past,
Soon all would know again the power that the knights of darkness cast,
No mortal could withstand the might of evil now released,
Such hatred for humanity, through time that has increased,
That battle lost so long ago still fresh within his mind,
So cold the thoughts... Of that dark knight left behind.
As thunder sounded all around, the mortals held their prize,
The sword they thought their fortune make... would be their sad demise,
Transforming one who held that blade, to have once more a shell,
A body that now was given immortality from hell,
Once more a power in the world he gave his battle cry,
Then cutting down those all around so they would slowly die.
No quick death for those who crossed the darkest knight of all,
He thought then of humanity and the night that soon would fall.
Darkness.
