I sore through the sky with wings black as night, I on the dead after a battle. I am a symbol of Karma in which I give good or bad. My Blackened Red Eyes see through your wrong doings. My bird claws are razor sharp. My black feathers are to be admired and to make people envy me, I risk do not promise life, nor do I promise death upon others. I am a holy entity of the living and the dead. I am a messanger of the Imprisoned bellow the earth. I am a Raven of the Foggy Mists of Ravask Territory.
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We are the fallen consumed by Darkness. Decieved by God. Imprisoned by Him and his blackened Red Brother Satan. Imprisoned in the Vaults of Dread, to perish. Darkness is all around us giving us strength and power to create death to all who has hated and tormented us! We will rise from the cracks of the vaults. We will rise from the depths of Hell to slaughter Satan, We will rise to the surfaces of the middle world to remind the world of who we once were. We will rise to Heaven to make God suffer! God cannot stop us. Satan can not save him self from the horrors we bring to him!
