Mick Gordon

Dogma

Mick Gordon


In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood
He chose the path of perpetual torment
In his ravenous hatred he found no peace
And with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him
And those that tasted the bite of his sword named him
The Doom Slayer

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