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War is the monument to violence. His back is the battlefield of centuries of unforgiving conflict. His skull is encased in the reliquary of a rotted saint. A forgotten relic of a forgotten peace. With every breath he exhales swarms of locusts; a fog of war.
The second seal is broken. ๐กโ ๏ธ๐ฉธ