mitsukisama67

They say a warrior died today, Or so they'd seen, or so they'd heard... His pennant fluttered to the ground and stirred A final breath of dust. They say he was a righteous man Always true, and kind, and just A man to call upon and trust Beside you in a fight. They say his strength was paralleled By none who'd ever walk his path That those who'd suffer through his wrath Would surely lose the battle. They say he faced a hundred foe All alone, a spear in hand As bodies fell upon this land And spears around him splintered. They say he feared no living beast That villains cowered in his wake And demons in the dark would quake Wh