'I looked, and there before me was a pale horse. It's rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him' - Revelation 6:8a
I have crossed the Darkside, I have emerged from the hold of Death, I have gone to Hades, all for one purpose: To reach the lands of Rhydin.
At 6 feet, 11 inches tall, I tower over most of the souls of Rhydin like a pillar of hellfire. As I gaze upon you with my black eyes, a chill runs down your spine. I give off an aura of Death. I have the power to control the dead, and sometimes the living. I hardly ever speak, but when I do, people listen. As I toss back my long, black hair from the front of my mask-hidden face, I gaze around at this land called Rhydin, looking for new souls to add to my collection. Will you be next?
