Three swords serve their masters,
Each sword built himself by bloods and desires,
Their masters, their wielders hold the power,
The power to command armies,
Each Master and Sword,
Strife for their goals to live and die,
The first master lost his king to history's war
Obeys the order of the Dead King,
But desires no control or power,
Only War and Death,
His sword is silent and stern,
Never speaks a word,
He is the lone wolf,
The last of his kind,
But his power rivals the undead,
Still he desires his life to end,
At the hands of a warrior stronger than him,
So he can finally be at peace,
With dignity and grace,
The second master is a man of Holy Power,
He worships the grace of God,
A young's time, he was called a no man's child,
So he desire power and command,
The power to command Crusader Armies,
The power to put those inferior to he and the Catholic's God,
To hell...
The second sword obeyed with questions to his master,
He was a man of god,
A man who help orphaned children,
He was also a man with unwavering faith,
Willing to become a sword and blade for his god,
Destroying unholy legions with his bayonets,
He is a Sword of God,
He's willing to shed his humanity,
For his purpose to God,
The final master obey the Queen of a former Empire,
Her bloodline led armies,
To protect the people from Unholy legions,
With nerves of steel,
The wave of her hand,
She commands her subordinates,
And they obey her without question,
The Master had faced her own darkness,
Lost and betrayed by her family,
She has been protected,
By her Knight of Darkness,
The final sword...
Carries two iron guns of silver and black,
He is an undead servent,
He protects and serves his master,
With undying loyalty and respect,
He fights with insanity
Burning in soul,
Lacks empathy to his enemies,
Desires them to die in humiliation and pain,
Yet somehow carries...
Some small kindness and respect to others,
He carries sorrow,
Desiring death by a worthy human,
A human who can end his immortal life,
He is the undead king,
A great Count of Darkness and Shadow...
The Masters and their Swords...
Mad Lover of War with the Lone Wolf,
The No-Man's Child and the Bayonet of God,
The Queen's Servent with her Count of Darkness,
Together, they shall clash...
They shall clash on a battlefield,
A battlefield built by Hell itself,
They will place their desires on the line,
Their ideals and their strengths,
Will leave the trail of blood,
None shall be spared,
Fires will consume,
Destruction shall befall upon them,
And Hell shall sing...