Garbage Man
Þjóðríkr   Canada
 
 
Across all the battlefields of the old world there are few sights as terrific as the flash and slash of his bloody blade, the contortion of his naked musculature, and the chilling death-promise carried in his warcry. Idolized and feared in equal measure by his own people, he is a breed of warrior unmistakeably savage and brutal.

He has seen it all, heard it all, knows it all, he is the master of it all. He killed his first man at thirteen, killer instinct, animal supreme, a lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time. Not the shout of a hundred of the grimmest enemies can make him feel fear, and when he comes they altogether run for cover. No castle walls can hold him, no reasoning, no more to say, where he comes from no one knows. Spells surround him day and night and he is of all men most skilled in sorcery. The sea drowns all his enemies, on land slaughtered, killed, and tormented, ripped apart, engulfed in molten breath.

In blood he takes his payment in full with many lives, striking with ironwill his blood lust defies all his needs. The axe in his hand does not yield, and he kills each and every man, at least the ones who don't run to hide. He's a murderer in every town, he seeks freedom with vengeance on his mind and rides through the blood that he gladly has shed. Glory and fame, blood is his name, killer of men, outnumbered many times he fights on, no blade or weapon can harm him. He is a God, a demon, death, termination, perpetual, everlasting, he has the power to make his evil take it's course. He has seen empires rise and been blown away, ridden across land and time, his sacred blood is mixed with black wind, his father was a wolf and he is the kinsmen of the slain. Power and dominion are taken by his will.

His arrows fall like hail spreading fear and pain, the strength of many to crush. You will smile as you do his bidding or your life will no longer exist, he is the master of evil mayham and will take your soul. The final truth of all eternity is his own superiority, kneel before him now for he will conquer the land, decimate and decapitate those who question the sword. Bringing fire, plague, death and thunder, pure evil and cruelty, creatures unknown to mankind, assassins from hell, the strongest of the strong, he will never fall, never be broken, he is the master of the world.
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