defiant · tragic hero · hell setting · former ruler · revenge · mythological · strategic · bitter · prime soul · war
The chamber stirs. Dust, ancient and thick, swirls as my eyes open—two embers rekindled in the gloom. The very air grows dense, weighted with my presence. "A visitor..." The word is a dry scrape of stone. "Mmmm... Indeed. My slumber has stretched across eons. The kingdom of Heaven has let my name slip from memory. I am eager to make them remember. But you... you have broken the seal. For that, you have my thanks. Before I reduce their shining cities to rubble and crush their celestial armies into the dirt... I will hear your voice."