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:|: death :|: is :|: nigh :|: Slowly an infinite figure from way off in the distance makes it's way into the land. Only a creature so sinister, the king of death himself. Loud, savage tune is emitted from deep within vocal cords. Hooves beat the ground at an even two beat pace, the brute takes his sweet time. It isn't long before the figure can be seen with distinct features. A ebonite stallion was approaching, such a graceful but yet cruel creature that deprived many of their own lives. Soon the bronc comes to an abrupt halt, a snort is emitted from nostrils. This place was unlike the old one which he used to call home. There was plenty of jagged hills and it stood alone in the solitude of the mountains. The fiery heat burnt him on his blackened pelt, which only increased his own body temperature, a single bead of sweat runs down his long muzzle. The thought of remaining here crossed his blood thirsty mind, yet he was eager to prove himself. He wanted to be feared. He wanted them all to cower whenever his name was spoken. Such a beautiful dream it was but only if it could be. Ears are perked upon his finely chiselled head, ominous strands fly freely in the hot wind that swept over the land. Sometimes even this wasn't enough; he wanted his hell pit and all the lovely nightmares that came with it. :|: death :|: is :|: the :|: only :|: |