Machines of war have been unloosed,
as mankind makes her final claim;
the conquest of the globe.

The globe is good,
but its conquest is one of murder;
and only evil will be present now.

For centuries,
it has been made unstable;
now her stability rests in one man,
the man of sin.

In order to establish himself a king,
he will work to bring down rulers;
they shall make war against him,
but all shall perish by the sword.

This is the last test of man,
whether they stand for love & truth;
or wish to die,
and in their death,
to an eternal death.

Hatred will fuel his onslaught,
and consume the nations;
beneath his vision of conquest.

No man, woman, or child,
shall be spared;
should they stand to rise against him,
for this is the final hour,
where souls are tested,
to see who shall be worthy of life.

©2025 Lucretia Meerim Chosen One