I am his weapon. I kill by his order. No mercy. No remorse. Death comes in on a nightmare made flesh to take all that you have and everything you were. What's left after, my men eat. I never question. Never ask why. So has it been for as long as I can remember... until now. Betrayed. Taken away. I feel the change in me. I am more than a weapon. More than his will alone. I will ask the questions now. I will find the answers. Woe to those that dare stand before me...