Thread:BTR180/@comment-27550231-20180310205325/@comment-27550231-20180330052839

And behold I shall be a blight upon the land, and everything I touch shall wither, and die.

I shall trod upon monster and man as if they were mere ants.

Though my words are kind and my expression soft, I shall be terrible to behold, In my callous and uncaring ways.

In my simple garbs I roam the land, King of ruin and destruction.

Look upon my countenance and despair. For I am as far beyond you, As you are beyond the worm.

Fear shall be my sword. Pain shall be my shield. Tyranny shall be my crown. And my throne built of the broken hearts of the weak. Crushed in the grasp of my cold careless hands.

The world shall end in blood and flames, as the shadows of true monsters rise to devour all men.

The sun shall be swallowed by the night. and darkness shall reign, For all eternity...

And behold! I SHALL be the blight upon the land, and everything I touch shall WITHER, and DIE!

[adapted from this]