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I fall to the floor, exhausted and weak... My power like wastelands, empty and bleak... Although I gave all, the Nngh'Zan keep on coming. I have no more in me, no strength to keep running. As I breathe my last breath, induce final trance. A voice calls from the shadows, "I am your last chance!" Have I passed from the Kingdoms? What is this I'm hearing? Delusional voices, the end must be nearing... "I'm as real as the red, that flows from your flesh. I offer you power, I call it madness! Give into it Mage, let it fill you with power! All wishing you harm, will crumble and cower!" Ill intent seem his motive, no pure heart at all. But the Council is coming and the Mighty must fall.. There's no time for thinking, I yell out "I agree!" His evil grin festers, he's now visible to me. A foul looking being, like nothing seen prior. But its power he promised, a crippling desire. He points at my forehead; a red bolt burns bright. A new life flows through me, I'm back in the fight. The Council were feeble, what's this magic awoken? Infernos and Hellfire's, the seal easily Broken. The Mighty now falls and begs on his knees? But the fear in his eyes tells its Madness he sees? -ImAdude | |