
Ask of Me, and I Shall Give Thee a Heathen's Inheritance
I was made an Apostle of Judas, one amidst his holy flock of assassins, the Iscariot…
I was made the Eternal instrument of God's Will. The monster who revers God…
Even now, I carry within my bosom, the last of Rome's long-lost holy artifacts, the lingering scent of an ancient miracle; the Nail of Helena.
Even so, that is not who I am. I'm just a guy that wants to get home, to see my family, to get my life back and pretend that none of this ever happened. And yet here I remain, trapped in a world not my own, the Sacred Nail that pierced my flesh now compelling my to seek out and slaughter the blood-sucking heathens that walk the night.
If I have to carve out a path through this field of thorns, so be it. If I have to stain these blessed bayonets red with undead blood, so be it.
But I will find a way home, one way or the other.
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2 Chapters:
- Chapter 0 - Do The Dead Dare Walk the Earth Before My Eyes? 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1157
- Chapter 0 - Do The Dead Dare Walk the Earth Before My Eyes (Part 2) 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4235