~The man fought in many a war like many also have before.... He smote and he slew and before he knew, he had killed the lot of them. For the war was a vision; in truth... He had killed his beloved family with his blood-lust sated... and his mind cleared; he made a vow A vow to kill his sire... whether he; himself died... It didn`t matter; for he knew He may never find his love again. That was many years ago... Things have changed; He took responsibility, for those he killed. Even as a monster; he prayed... Though he still had vowed to kill his creator; It couldn`t be unmade... He was content...~