I have become a weapon,a thing of war and fear, I am power. Man and women look to me, they pray that I will come to their battles and fight, to save them. That my blade of righteous woe will bring ruin upon those who wish to destroy them. When the see me they do not speak or move for in the presence of a god no action is worth taking, it would mean nothing. I have no name, no home, no allies only they truth and my will exists, I am the destroyer the one who makes what once had reason and meaning vanish. I make the sure the words of hero's never reach the ears of the people. I am hope and despair, I am the shadow that pours into the human mined thats says it is not worth it anymore you are weak and pointless you can not dream or hope for there is nothing.