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By a mistake of fate, or twisted humour, 

a man had been unravelled to Mundus 

in an unbelonging time, an unbelonging 

place. A soft mind, cradled in composure

and affection, by a virulent will of forces

beyond control, had been clad in a great

mass of muscle, ugly lineaments and

shallow brain. 

An urukim with misplaced soul,

 and misshaped composition; 

bereft of shrewdness for which 

the consciousness yearned.

 

Many a time ago, he’d iron 

his will time and time again, 

and he’d strive to battle the

 cravings with which his body 

rankled and encumbered him. 

A painful clash of inner monstrosities. 

 

He tried to find solace in spirits; 

but they bequeathed him

 naught but torment in enslavement.

 

He sought peace in musics,

but the lulling melodies 

became unbearable. 

The lilting sounds

could not undo

his predicament. 

They failed to soothe 

the mind that steeped with rage.

 

More than a single year elapsed. 

Far more.

 But alas, with every winter passing,

his malady grew.

Its nexious web sprawled, 

and it rooted deep;

and it festered until it occupied his consciousness entirely. 

 

He strayed and wondered,

but upon a fateful day discovered a cohort of evil ilk. 

With them he assailed a city, 

and it was there that 

the ever clandestine ire stirred too much;

 he was consumed, 

and he fought ravenously, 

unlike any time before. 

He fought without thoughts, 

he fought without reason. 

Without purpose.

 

A valiant warrior confronted him; 

and Urukim was undone. 

His torment ended. 

A pitiful end, 

for a pitiful create. 

 

A pitiful fate.

 

 

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Naele, who witnessed the death of that Uruk who fought for her cause, felt nothing but hunger as he perished.

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The Cardinal had witnessed it all. As he charged with the rest of his holy bannermen, he witnessed the brave strides Sebastian had undertaken to expunge the misguided Son of Krug in an honorable fight to the death. 

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