User blog comment:BTR180/Encuesta/@comment-28358106-20161115194459/@comment-27550231-20161115204532

"The process is ever going. I am never truly whole yet I am complete. These injuries that you see were inflicted by foes of past present and future. Enemies I have faced and yet to face."

As Praetor opens his arms out wide a large claw mark appears on his armor tearing into his flesh. Blood seeps out but then goes back into his body as it heals.

"I am in constant suffering yet feel no pain. Only when I return do I get a glimpse of what has occurred here."

His body is soon covered in flames as his armor begings to sag and melt on his skin only to slowly return to it's original states.