About

The time has come. A familiar voice in the dead of night. A shroud candle set against the darkness, a coming light. A feeling of satisfaction and yet granger be disdained. For he without Cynicism and Gluttony is he who does not yearn for power, Glory, wealth, and Riches. I will without a hesitation convent that which is most important to me. I am the shepard sent to lead the weak minded and frail. The one to rule over those that think less of me for thinking more then them. I am not god or Alla, or any other religous figure. Just another shadow cast upon the world intent to leave my mark. Whether it be dark, or light, I will not be forgotten.