mendicant

This is our final bastion, the forefront, the Maginot Sphere

Mendicant Bias entangled in a world of flames comes forward to his creators to shed their blood in his name

By the time we reach the ark it may already be too late for the aeons might be consumed by the ghost of death and despair

Now behold thee,

Resurgence of the mendicants

Accursed worms of the earth befall thy fate

Weakened will

Emotional Mendicants

Blood to spill