A hero in eyes of many.
A man with cold hard look and unbreakable nerves.
A man who fears none and worships none.
To this man he is his own god.
With the sword of death's envy at hand,
No obstacle stands his path.
Except for one.
Another man with heart of conflicting past.
A man whose sword can equal,
That of a god.
A man whose mind is tormented
By thoughts of his own existence.
The unborn god
And straying mortal
Will battle to decide who claims the earth as their home,
Or their own power.