This is my First FanFiction poem, and one of my first poetic works. I hope you enjoy and feel free to leave a review telling me you love, hate, or have suggestions about my first work.

Rating:T

The Chosen

Born by darkness

Raised by light

Corrupted by hate

Defeated by despair

Raised by the death of one

Supported by the hatred

All was lost

Fueled by rage

Bring yourself to your knees

As you prepare for your demise

As you fall into death

Don't await his fallen redemption

His hand shall overtake you

Prepare for your end

You disciples of goodness

Face yourself in the hell

Of his unyielding wrath

His eyes not seen

His soul unknown

His body untouched

Yet scarred by the wrath

His mind poisoned by the lost love

The torture of his fall

Never healed, never forgotten

The wars that rage in his heart

Conquer those of the mortal world

By his hand shall we fall

By his mind shall our wills shatter

Better to die

Than to be faced

By this shepherd of hell

This gatherer of souls

This warrior of shadow

The King of destruction

The lost brother

The forgotten son

The Chosen