overlord
Tradition became dismissive of me when I fell on bended knee. Begging you for mercy. One day you will find yourself tied to a tree. With beastly tendencies on display for all to see, it's time to pay for what you've done to me. You stood upon my neck. A downward shadow cast. You were an overlord with a shattered past. Then you came to realize that I was down upon my knees. Begging please show a little mercy. Cause all you ever do is hurt me. I shall rise from the ashes. Gather soldiers by the masses. My judgment shall be cast upon thee. With breathing so torturous I will rise and the overlord shall be no more. For this is war and I can't take this anymore.
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