Post by Isaiah Castillo on Oct 17, 2014 4:25:07 GMT
"I think it suits you just fine," the one called "War" chuckled, "But this man is perfect for War, perfect to spread hatred and destruction across the human race."
Post by Isaiah Castillo on Oct 17, 2014 4:35:22 GMT
"Don't think i'll ever go without a fight," War seemed to smirk through his helmet before lifting his trumpet, "If it's a battle of the bands you want.."
He then began to play his symphony of destruction. Unlike Death's song which drained people of their life force, War's sent out a pure blast of destruction, reducing his enemies to ashes.
Post by Isaiah Castillo on Oct 17, 2014 17:06:00 GMT
He chuckled, "It is my battlefield. Can't you hear it? The beating of the drums, the bellows of anger and greed? War is all around you, my dear brother. There is no human race, without War. But I respect Death, after all Death is what inevitably follows War."