. A mournful sun was setting on the blood soaked battle field. Both armies were devastated in this dreadful battle and only a lone general still stood, circled by the bodies of his final adversaries. His body was torn and battered and tears of outrage poured from eyes as yelled to heavens. "Why?! I have fought and suffered in your name! And all you've given me in return is sorrow and torment!"
. The dying soldier lifted his blood soaked blade to heavens and continued to curse the hands of fate for his misfortune. The man eventually dropped his blade as he felt the fatigue of death come upon him. As he drew his final breaths the general felt a dark presence approach him. "Do you truly resent the false god of your country?" The shade inquired as it's red eyes loomed over the broken man before him. "Yes," The soldier replied meeting the gaze of the shadowy figure before him.
. The shade drew closer, placing it's cold hands on the soldier's head. "Will you pledge your soul to me in order claim your vengeance?" "Yes," The soldier answered. The shade laughed, as it sunk it's fingers into the soldier's mind. "Then rise former champion of the light and claim your revenge, my Dread Knight."
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