Battle On

"How much longer can this go on for..."

Battle after battle I fight
trying to redeem the unredeemable.

Trying to prove the unprovable.

The damage my body has recieved
seems to be hardly worth it.

"Ok, I've got to go..."

Carrying on is the only option I have.

Who am I without what I've lost.

This next fight will be truly trying.
They seem to become more and more
difficult as I struggle on.

Around the next corner I can hear it...
breathing...

I must approach cautiously or
I'll lose my edge...

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

"Ok Demon... it's time!"

It's snorting and putrid stench
are beyond unbearable...

"It's time to return to me what has been taken!"

It's black eyes are horrific...

How can I defeat this thing...

Ok, draw your weapon...

"Now Demon... it's time for you to return to me...

MY SOUL!!!"