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MOTV Dec 2015
High atop a mountain,
fierce steed vigorously breathing clouds.
Came to and frow
to find a challenger so thy may grow.

Leaves the skies in awe.
Inspires to be,
The Grim, that Reaps.

Shining beams of light.
Crimson plate of reflective fine stone brought onto the form by Holy flame lay atop a massive anatomy of muscle to defend with its aura of might.

Vivid, vivid
Eyes deep red, darkened by crown like mask of  fortitude
vigilance in all aspects.
Behemoth in stature.
Standing as high as the Heavens.

Flames hug the creature of blazing hooves and the Crimson Elite of the era.

Swords aflame held in each hand covered in a ruby gauntlet bore by an Elder Demons infernos, made to protect the mouth of the fabled
Levithan.

Amongst the Titan an
Unexplained enigma.
Spew about
An awe a blazing to rule
Conquering
All land.

Gaia cover by ravening flames
oh might
Dancing vigorously till day
End.
As All Might, It Does Roar With Majestic Sounds
In Tune With Life Leaving Crimson Stains
Where They Might Lay
Upon This
Day
a
ray
o'
light
shine
bright
in
spite
of
the
crimsons
might.

— The End —