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Chapter 2 - Enigma Of The Unknown)
Floating in torment, suspended animation, captured in frontiers, =between time and space.
Dimensions, stepping through barriers, toward the void, the dark =forces increase.
Near my goal, from my calling, still resisting, still hoping.
Perceiving in a shower of black fog, a big bright vortex straight =ahead my course.
Where Damians block my path, using my last drop of energy, I smash =into the exit.
Destroying them and gaining entrance.
Revolution of time, passing the vortex, restores my soul, feeding, =my power grows.
Of hate and desire, to destroy and receive, pain and pleasure =within.
The lost domain of GANZIR, an ethereal plane, the world beyond of =beyond.
Afterlife of Damians, war bound of demons.MYSTICAL PLANE OF EVILMYSTICAL PLANE OF EVIL
The captor of inverse energy, the destructor of captive tortured =souls.
Protected by emissaries of alien creatures, unknown to human race.
The wishes of every souls here came through, the gift of =annihilation, confrontation, elimination.
And reborn of new unlife demonic forces, instead of their freedom.
Damians....
Damians...
In the great battlefield of death, some of LEVIATHAN minions use =portals to travel back to earth.
To get more food....more souls.
Here, they are draining life with malevolent crystals which feed =LEVIATHAN.
And replaces the spirit
=B9s energy with dark fumes, what did I wish =for?I fly through the exit of this hell, emerging from the astral =horror.
Reentering my body that was in my room, lying in a pool of blood.I raise like a zombie from my bed, I am now an undead, a terrorizing =terror of the living.
No, I want to live, revive.I want to undo what I=B9ve done!
Dead, dismal, rebel, warrior, sinister, hunger for life.
Unblessly taken to rotten crypts...
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